Wednesday, August 31, 2016

Pouring Out A 40 Oz. Of Sweet Riesling.

I like talking to bartenders, because they can’t go anywhere.

Unless... the bar has a beef with its landlord. Then all bets are off.

One of my favorite bars, the Glendon in Westwood, suddenly closed its doors over an issue with its lease, and it’s really a shame. It was a nice place with a very cozy bar, good drinks, and really good food, including a blue crab mac n’ cheese that was killer, and I’m just getting more pissed.

Sorry to see you go. Stay golden, Glendon.

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