Vivian H.
Yelp
After having dinner a couple of blocks down the street, we decided more drinks were in order.
While walking up Court St., this tiny bar caught our eye. A bar that is small, sexy, dark, cozy and with plenty of candles usually will entice me to come in.
The place wasn't packed and with only a hand full of people. It is local bar and it had a neighborly feel to it. One of my friends ordered a Roman Holiday and immediately we started to chat about Audrey Hepburn. That movie is just brilliant. The drink was also not too bad. I had an MBD, which had rum, lime juice and pernod. A great drink with a hint of anise. We also discussed about absinthe and all things with anise.
After a few sips, I went outside for a fag, and a man approaches me. He is clearly inebriated and "wants to have a few drinks with me." We get to chatting and he tells me that the place is called Minibar because the owner is a midget. I look at him incredulously and in disbelief. No way, this can't be true, this guy is just a bit tipsy. Luckily at this point, his more even-keeled less drunk friend pulled him away and they went off to another bar across the street.
I rejoined my friends and enjoyed more good conversation. Just as we were about to leave, I spy a man walking in who wasn't very tall. He, indeed was a midget and he greeted everyone in the bar and proceeded to walk behind the bar!
Indeed, mini bar is owned by a midget. Interesting stories always abundant in King's Country. People surprise me all the time, and in a good way.