Darren W.
Yelp
Man, I've passed this place about a thousand times over the past 6 years, but I finally stopped in with an old friend before a show at Mr. Small's the other night.
As with my recent visit to Big Mama's, I kept wondering if I was on a "mission from God" considering this seems to be a blues joint.
"Nobody leaves this place without sangin' tha blooz."
If you can remember what movie that came from, you are officially an 80's child. Anyways...
...me and my buddy walk in, and we're greeted by...a fellow metal dude! Well, one can only assume. He had rockin' long hair.
Like Thor.
Uh-oh. You know of what I speak if you saw the movie in question.
We each ordered burgers. Mine was a classic bacon cheeseburger.
"You can't go wrong with fresh ground beef, man," Danny assured me since I can get a burger anywhere y'know?.
But you can't get GOOD burgers anywhere. And that's what this was; a good burger, a damn good burger. If it were a guitar, it would be a Les Paul, a Les Paul played by Slash. It was juicy, phat, like a nasty electric axe riff. Dooodg, dooodg, crunch, crunch, squeal, squeal, bom, bom, bom, WAHHHHHHH!!!
That was Zakk Wylde, by the way, not Slash. Ummm...
...the fries were a nice surprise as well. If they weren't beer battered, well I'm BB King. They must have been fried twice; the way they're supposed to be made because they were golden, crunchy externally, soft internally.
My buddy swiped a few of mine and ended up ordering some to take home! His sweet potato fries were rather juke jivin' as well and spicy to boot.
He was jealous.
And his lovely wife is pregnant. So any guess on who really ate those leftover fries?
Dan loved the beer selection too. I can't comment on that since the demon alcohol doesn't agree with me. Yes, that's another Zakk Wylde reference.
The Thunderbird is the real deal; the perfect bar in which to catch up with a guy I hadn't met face to face in 20 years. I'm so glad we dropped by before catching the Porcupine Tree concert across the bridge.
Not the Rainbow Bridge. The 40th Street one.