The Days of Real Sport: The Best Seats

Jaybird says:

A story from college:

There is a bar up on Palmer Lake that is a refinished grand old house. They had a *HUGE* open room with a bar and an open hooded grill in the middle of it. Like, when you said “I’d like to order a steak”, they gave you some raw meat and pointed you at the middle of the room and you slap down your slab of raw meat and you make the steak that you want.

Upstairs was a bunch of smaller rooms that had little cozy eating areas and a pool table in the master bedroom but my small group of friends liked going up there and sitting on the roof and drinking our beer and counting the stars over Palmer Lake.

It pissed off the bartender something awful. “GET THE HELL BACK INSIDE!”, she’d yell from downstairs. Five minutes later “I SWEAR TO GOD I’M GOING TO CUT YOU GUYS OFF!”

Best seats in the house indeed.Report