"And now the purple dusk of twilight time steals across the meadow of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb, always reminding me that we're apart..."
As we entered Le Tigre for a night cap, "Stardust" played on the old jukebox and I was overwhelmed by orange and the comforting smell of popcorn. My fiance and I ordered two rum collins cocktails to celebrate our "pre-anniversary". He's been frequenting Le Tigre and telling me all about it for a few months before I moved here--although he likes to pronounce it "lay tigray", I'll forgive him. It's probably not the local style to pronounce it all frenchy-like anyway. Voila.
"The medody haunts my reverie and I am once again with you..."
There was a jolly group of friends sharing drinks around the lounge piano table, and another group behind us, choosing lots of great oldies on the jukebox. Fresh popcorn overflowed from the machine in the corner, and even after a big dinner, we couldn't resist the free snack. We had a great chat with the bartender and by the end of the night, dare I say we almost felt like regulars? That's the kind of bar I love.
Bring cash--no credit or debit cards. Leave your ailurophobia at home. Hit up the jukebox.