Okay . . . I knew this on was a gay bar . . . did not tell my brother though . . . since the name of the bar was the name of our childhood dog. A small bar with a little character . . . and I'm not talking about the bartender.
Besides the stiff drinks, the bartender let us choose a couple of songs to be played while we drank . . . Everyone is Gay by A Great Big World and I'm Shipping Up To Boston by Dropkick Murphys . . . I'm pretty sure this place had never heard that kind of music before.
And the other highlight was talking to another patron about dinner the night before . . . and having him tell my brother he should slap him for ordering a cheeseburger at a Cajun restaurant . . . now, I would have paid to see that.
I am not sure if I will ever make if back . . . but it is on my return list.