This image is a rare scene from Google Street View taken at night. If you continue through the intersection it will change back to the typical day view. Are there any other places where a night street view has been captured?
Can anyone tell me where I can find this article online? I would love to see the list of bars mentioned in this article. The Glendale Cherry Creek Chronicle’s website sucks. If anyone from that paper is reading this, get in contact with me, I can help you. Also, are we sure that the PYT on cover is a cougar?
Day three was spent in apathy, on the couch, working (poor word choice) off the over indugances from the day before.
We did manage to hit up the wonderful Borough. This restaurant is aiming its services at those interested the new locavore trend. All of the ingredients are locally grown and produced in New York City and used to create dishes inspired by the five boroughs. Green and delish.
On Sunday we went and a homemade brunch and pleasant morning visiting friends and relatives we headed down to Columbus Park to play Soccer.
We started that evening off at the Cub Room (which is nice but pretty unmentionable) for cocktails and then headed down the street for sushi at Blue Ribbon Sushi. From the time you walk up to the non descript restaurant front, to walking down into the little cubby hole entrance, to the impressive line of sushi chefs, you know you have stumbled upon something special. The sushi was outrageous in the best way possible. Lilly Allen eats there seven times a week. I had the pleasure of trying box style sushi (mackerel) and jellyfish sushi – two things that you can’t find in Denver (if you know otherwise, I’d love to find out about it). We finished the night off at with a couple of drinks at a bar I can’t remember the name of (too many Karin Ichiban) where we were entertaining enough for the bartender to buy us a round.
The next day I flew back to Denver thankful to have experienced a culinary New York, but also just as thankful to be home.
I had a slow leisurely morning on my second day in NYC. Taking time to enjoy my coffee, finish my book, and have a nice breakfast. Then I jumped headfirst into the chaos that is Times Square on Black Friday.
I relieved my crowd-induced-anxiety by heading over to Madison Square Park where I enjoyed the, well-disputed-best-burger-in-New-York-City, at the Shake Shack. I was a little surprised they were actually open this late in the season.
Afterwards I headed over to the Freemans. I wanted to check out this little secret gem hidden away in an ally of the LES. It was cool, but veering on too cool. I stayed for a couple of beers before heading to Lorely for a tall glass of German suds and the meeting of friends and family.
Then it was off to our big dinner. For reasons I won’t get into we had a “break the bank” expense budget that had to be spent and it was my girlfriend’s parents 40th anniversary. We also had reservations at Perry St. This was a Jean-Georges Vongerichten (his blog) joint. He’s is probably one of the most famous chefs in NYC. And this was probably the best meal I ate all year (and probably in the top ten meals I’ve eaten ever). We went haywire in this place ordering several appetizers, all kinds of special cocktails, desserts, wines and entrees (grilled tenderloin of beef with herbal spinach and liquid gruyere for me). It was wonderful for everyone. The restrooms were out of toilet paper though. Not the type of thing you’d expect from a place like this.
Afterwards we to Turks & Frogs which I believe was having a sewage problem. I have no idea why we stayed there so long but the experience was disappointingly if not for the company. We quickly scuttled over to The Otheroom. This place was great. The music was perfect all night, the atmosphere was fun, dim and cozy, the people were really cool, the women were hot and the men were gay (mostly). We stayed here till about three am.
Our adventure home included three taxi rides, a car accident, the new jersey transit system, some tears, getting list in Secaucus, and a $60 cab fair. Ouch.
Wednesday night was a historical event to go down in the annals of history forever and for all time. Breaking a 21 game (or something like that, three full seasons) losing streak, Backwash has won there first regular season game in the history of the league. I couldn’t be more proud of my kickball team. Well actually I could, if the fuckers would actually volunteer to umpire every now and again I would be happier than any proud new parent on earth. Afterwards we headed out to The Toad (which was once called the Horny Toad back in the day. It seems the new millennium is much to p.c. for such innuendo) for a celebration which involved a few pitchers of beer, a pizza bigger than me, and some wonderful karaoke acts.
Last night we hit up Dazzle Supper Club for some free jazz and expensive yet incredibly weak drinks which I am now calling “Dazzle Camouflage” in reverence of the Work Of Terrible Beauty by Lynda Barry. Afterwards we headed over to the Candlelight Tavern for $2.00 hamburgers, which are delectable in every way that a hamburger can be. A large group of us stuck around and played shuffleboard late into the night.
Step one – Leave work early
Step two – Meet G, brother, Pandy and Pandy’s mom for dinner and drinks at Magiannos (thanks Linda!)
Step three – Nightcappers at Lounge
Step four – Sleep in till eleven
Step five – Head up to boulder for a “stock the bar party”
Step six – Slowy unstock the bar throughout the night
Step seven – Head over to the Atomic Cowboy for a birthday party
Step eight – Go to Pete’s Kitchen for a late night paddy melt
Step nine – Sleep in till eleven
Step ten – Go to the Rockies last home game of the season
Step eleven – Spend all afternoon in one of the tents at Mao’s eating sushi at discount
Step twelve – Finish the weekend off with a couple of $1 PBR’s at the Shamrock
Well we lost a kick ball again on Friday. We may just be the most losingest team in the history of all kickball. And now it seems the fun is starting to run out. Well, I’m still having a good time at it but more and more people are missing games and nobody on my team goes to the bar to “celebrate” afterward. Granted, the weather the past couple of weeks has effected my participation as well. At least everybody has a good time when they are on the field. Maybe next season I’ll try to recruit a little younger. The old marrieds can’t seem to hack it anymore.
After the game Pandy and me went out bar hopping (my brother was out of town at a bachelor party) We first stopped by the Irish Snug (I think it was snug, correct me if I’m wrong). Inside the bar are the snugs. They’re little booths, or stalls, with little tables in them. After walking in the snug and shutting the door behind you, you knock on this little (1 foot x 1 foot) door that opens up to the bar. Drinks are served to you through the little cubby hole. The snugs started in Ireland as a way for priests and politicians to drink anonymously. After that we headed out to Dulcineas 100th monkey, after trying the hippie bar which was one-in-one-out. We had a good time listening to live reggae music and chatting. Each of us got free drinks and a few free dinners all from different drunk strangers who ran into us.
Lot’s of good sleep, good times, and an hour mysteriously taken away at midnight on Saturday seemed to make the weekend fly by.
I headed over to my brothers on Saturday where I found out that our kickball game this Friday was canceled due to rain. I wasn’t that bummed, I just hope there is a make up game. In lieu of sports, my brother and me decided to go out and drink beer and play pool. We had a good time messing with the freaks at the Streets of London and ended up closing down the bar despite our inability to win a single game of pool the entire night.
I woke up on Saturday and cleaned up the apartment a bit. Afterwards I went and met the boys out at Wynkoop for some more pool. All my guy friends are married and their wives were attending a baby shower. So naturally they called me to join them in their afternoon out. When the baby shower ended all of their cell phones started ringing at the same time and it was time to go. I walked home afterwards cause I live close by.
I grabbed a burger on my way home and settled down to watch Dancer In The Dark. It was surprisingly good. I was already a fan of Bjork’s music (I don’t own any of her music but I like it) but was surprised by her acting ability. I’m usually not a fan of musicals but this one gets my recommendation. Not spectacular, but enjoyable.
On Sunday I unintentionally slept in not realizing it was daylight savings day. I spent the morning watching trashy MTV shows, doing laundry, and finishing my book. Later in the afternoon my brother came over to jump my car because I had inadvertently left the lights on the day before. After that I drove around the neighborhood for a while trying to recharge the battery and looking for houses for sale. Afterwards I met some friends a newly visited restaurant for dinner.