Zombie crawl stop 4. At this point it was around 1 on a Friday night. On the west end of Lakewood. Party central. But it wasn't nearly as bad as i had feared. We all piled into a booth and kind of came down to earth drink wise. Those of us that had been sucking down fancy imports and well made mixed drinks were now downing Buds, stray Bud Lites and probably turpentine shots. Except for Mr. Fancy pants. i don't recall ever seeing that guy slumming it when it comes to brew. Ms. Kitty was falling asleep next to me in the booth. I think she started way too early at La Cave du Vin. Happy Birthday, Will!
I had to endure the Black Keys thanks to the head zombie. But hey, if you like that shitty band, you can hear them here. I've actually had lunch here on a Sunday and it was very quiet. A complete 180 from the frenzy of a Friday night.
Not a bad bar at all. Just not something that really stands out to me.