Bunkers Tavern

Apparently you have to find out if the man the bartender is sleeping with has a past with one of your party before you go. I walked in with three girlfriends, planning to meet two more. Quietly Sat down at a table after greeting a few people, and the blonde female bartender promptly announced that she would not serve us. Frankly, I could give a rats behind as to who is sleeping with who, and the party I was with was polite and just wanted a few drinks. Well, of course we left. As grown women, we have enough maturity to leave seventh grade boyfriend insecurities in our middle school memories where they belong. The six of us had a few drinks at another welcoming local bar. Apparently the owner doesn’t mind losing out on a three hundred dollar bar bill in order to assuage the insecure jealousy of his bartender. The place has great potential if it’s staff could refrain from adolescent drama. Oh well.

Honestly I don’t spend a lot of time at bars near my home but this one has been an exception since day one, especially during the summer. It has a great little patio looking out over the street which to me is awesome I love watching traffic go by you see some crazy stuff. I like the cozy atmosphere and there’s no «woo» girls parading through or douchy dudes, it’s a bunch of locals who just want to knock a few back and enjoy their evening. I guess my favorite thing though is that it’s within walking distance of my home so we can both drink and not worry about who’s going to be the DD for the evening. :)