To begin our little adventure, it was a Friday evening and hanging out with Mama E was the best thing to do for HH (which is always very fun). My lovely team member MistaG came with and we ventured off to Slate Street Cafe.
The ambiance is great, you walk in and think... this place will be expensive.
We sat down, (Mom, sister, MistaG and me) and our waiter approached... he had a crazy little look in his eye and a smile that was a little too droopy. After a confused exchange, we finally ordered some wine and a couple appetizers.
I didn't notice at first, but after we ate, MistaG pointed out eyes that were a little too low and he had a laugh that came a little too quickly...
My $14 pasta was okay and the Malbec served(and recommended) by our waiter actually was tasty... all in all expensive but good wine... worth checking out if you're trying to impress a date.
$$$ Bring your credit card
Waiters- some are cute and 1 was definitely not of the normal mind set...
Crowd- dates, groups celebrating and families
P.S. There is a fancy little wine bar difficultly located atop some treacherous stairs.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Thursday, January 29, 2009
Ooops
I forgot to mention to very important details of our adventure to O'niell's.
1. Watch your shizzz. A friend of Spenatalie had her car broken into in the parking lot of O'niell's. It is situated in a rather strange neighborhood. It's not quite Nob Hill but it's not quite the barrio either. I guess they do have some parking lot security but it is minimal. Just be aware of whats goin on.
2. We got into a long discussion about how to classify a diamond. Is a square turned on a diagonal considered a diamond? The answer is yes.
Dictionary.com explains that a diamond is "an equilateral quadrilateral, esp. as placed with its diagonals vertical and horizontal; a lozenge or rhombus.
-and-
1. Watch your shizzz. A friend of Spenatalie had her car broken into in the parking lot of O'niell's. It is situated in a rather strange neighborhood. It's not quite Nob Hill but it's not quite the barrio either. I guess they do have some parking lot security but it is minimal. Just be aware of whats goin on.
2. We got into a long discussion about how to classify a diamond. Is a square turned on a diagonal considered a diamond? The answer is yes.
Dictionary.com explains that a diamond is "an equilateral quadrilateral, esp. as placed with its diagonals vertical and horizontal; a lozenge or rhombus.
-and-
| any rhombus-shaped figure or object oriented with its diagonals vertical and horizontal" This conversation started because there is a diamond mirror between the bathrooms so this conersation was not completely random. |
The two apostrophes in O'Niell's make me nervous.
Love of my life Mista G did a nice job expressing our notes on O'Niell's. But I feel they are worthy of being posted in their original form.
Overall O'Neill's Happy Hour Grade (HHG): C-
Overall O'Neill's Happy Hour Grade (HHG): C-
it wasnt great. it wasnt terrible
So after a long hiatus from the happy hour scene, I decided to over indulge yesterday.
The journey began on a Wednesday afternoon after a rough day on the job full of meetings and presentations. My friends and I had been busy working hard all day (by busy working I really mean chatting on gmail) so after work we decided to relax a little by sippin' on a few brews at Nob Hill's favorite step child, O'niell's. It started out sounding like a wonderful idea until I arrived.
As I turned from Central onto Washington my hopes were building with anticipation. I could tell right away that the parking lot was full and I was beginning to think "Hey, this place could become my new favorite bar." I parked my car, checked my hair, splashed on too much cologne and swaggered my way inside. This place was hoppin...with dudes on the border of their midlife crisis and chicks approaching menopause.
I arrived before the rest of my entourage(expected since they are all chicks) so I sat in the only table that was available in the back corner of the bar. The waitress was very punctual in arriving to ask for my first drink order. I asked the very stupid question of "Do you have any specials?" I guess I guess got the answer I deserved when the waitress rudely answered "Its happy hour" and then spouted off 4 or 5 beers that were on special. After hearing the minimal specials offered, I was trying to figure out why everyone was there.
My friends slowly started trickling in making me look like a pimp(or homo) and their orders were taken in a timely manner. We all ordered a $2.75 pint of beer from the happy hour specials cuz that's about all that was offered. So as were were all sitting there, we began to take notice of the people around us. Its pretty safe to say that the average age was 40+ and consisted of about 70% men and 30% women.
I didn't order anything off the food menu; however, two of my amigas did. One ordered the fried pickles, which sounds absolutely disgusting to me, but from what she says they were delish. Spenatalie ordered a $7 Cesar salad that resembled a side salad from the dollar menu at Wendy's rather than a salad you would get at a restaurant. Needless to say, she was disappointed with her decision :(
O'niells definitely has some entertaining people watching. There is nothing like watching Santa work his game. There were two women at the table that was diagonal across from us. One of them had been giving me the eye the whole night and the other kinda resembled a principal. Well, they were chatting and over strut TWO men who resembled Santa Claus. I guess they needed some help in the North Pole and were trying to find a Mrs. Claus. That was probably the highlight of the evening at O'niell's.
Some of you might be wondering about the ambiance y todo. Well, it is supposed to be an Irish pub. However, in my opinion nothing about it resembled an Irish pub. The lights were bright. The floors were sterile. The decor was lame. There is one painting that I did appreciate. It reminded me of Charlie the Unicorn.
The bathrooms are situated in a poor location. They aren't in a secluded corner. They aren't very private. Its almost like they are the focus point of the main dining area. There is a table that is placed in a very unfortunate spot right next to them so whenever the men's door opens the patrons can see right into the mirror that reflects the urinals. Its pretty terrible really.
In conclusion, I wouldn't go out of my way to go back, but I also wouldn't stay away forever. It wasn't great but it wasn't terrible. The staff and the people watching were sufficient but the specials and the ambiance needed some help. I hope for O'niells sake that the patio really brings in business during the summer because I doubt anything else will.
Moral of this bloggg-Go to Chama River on Wednesdays because it is $2.50 pints for their delicious brews.
The journey began on a Wednesday afternoon after a rough day on the job full of meetings and presentations. My friends and I had been busy working hard all day (by busy working I really mean chatting on gmail) so after work we decided to relax a little by sippin' on a few brews at Nob Hill's favorite step child, O'niell's. It started out sounding like a wonderful idea until I arrived.
As I turned from Central onto Washington my hopes were building with anticipation. I could tell right away that the parking lot was full and I was beginning to think "Hey, this place could become my new favorite bar." I parked my car, checked my hair, splashed on too much cologne and swaggered my way inside. This place was hoppin...with dudes on the border of their midlife crisis and chicks approaching menopause.
I arrived before the rest of my entourage(expected since they are all chicks) so I sat in the only table that was available in the back corner of the bar. The waitress was very punctual in arriving to ask for my first drink order. I asked the very stupid question of "Do you have any specials?" I guess I guess got the answer I deserved when the waitress rudely answered "Its happy hour" and then spouted off 4 or 5 beers that were on special. After hearing the minimal specials offered, I was trying to figure out why everyone was there.
My friends slowly started trickling in making me look like a pimp(or homo) and their orders were taken in a timely manner. We all ordered a $2.75 pint of beer from the happy hour specials cuz that's about all that was offered. So as were were all sitting there, we began to take notice of the people around us. Its pretty safe to say that the average age was 40+ and consisted of about 70% men and 30% women.
I didn't order anything off the food menu; however, two of my amigas did. One ordered the fried pickles, which sounds absolutely disgusting to me, but from what she says they were delish. Spenatalie ordered a $7 Cesar salad that resembled a side salad from the dollar menu at Wendy's rather than a salad you would get at a restaurant. Needless to say, she was disappointed with her decision :(
O'niells definitely has some entertaining people watching. There is nothing like watching Santa work his game. There were two women at the table that was diagonal across from us. One of them had been giving me the eye the whole night and the other kinda resembled a principal. Well, they were chatting and over strut TWO men who resembled Santa Claus. I guess they needed some help in the North Pole and were trying to find a Mrs. Claus. That was probably the highlight of the evening at O'niell's.
Some of you might be wondering about the ambiance y todo. Well, it is supposed to be an Irish pub. However, in my opinion nothing about it resembled an Irish pub. The lights were bright. The floors were sterile. The decor was lame. There is one painting that I did appreciate. It reminded me of Charlie the Unicorn.
The bathrooms are situated in a poor location. They aren't in a secluded corner. They aren't very private. Its almost like they are the focus point of the main dining area. There is a table that is placed in a very unfortunate spot right next to them so whenever the men's door opens the patrons can see right into the mirror that reflects the urinals. Its pretty terrible really.
In conclusion, I wouldn't go out of my way to go back, but I also wouldn't stay away forever. It wasn't great but it wasn't terrible. The staff and the people watching were sufficient but the specials and the ambiance needed some help. I hope for O'niells sake that the patio really brings in business during the summer because I doubt anything else will.
Moral of this bloggg-Go to Chama River on Wednesdays because it is $2.50 pints for their delicious brews.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Hello and Cheers!
This whole idea started after my wonderful friend Natalie suggested we start a blog about one of our favorite subjects, happy hour! So here it is:
This blog will cover the great places and evenings for happy hour in Burque along with our other various escapades.
A few things to note when reading this:
1. I am unabashedly biased toward my favorite place of all time, Monte Vista. It's like Cheers, everyone knows your name, the bartenders are nice, Fridays have good music and they have great drink and food specials.
2. I am a Nob Hill girl. Rarely will you see me venture out of the Nob Hill/Downtown/Old Town area, but when I do the Uptown and (once in a blue moon) the Heights is where you'll find me. (NEVER on the Westside sorry vecinos!)
3. It's all about having a good time and- you drink, you drive, you lose... call Greg with Yellow Cab- he'll come get you! 505.489.8216
So welcome and happy reading!
Cheers!
ME
*** IF YOU THINK IT'S GOING TO BE AN EXCEPTIONALLY WILD NIGHT DO NOT EAT SPANISH RICE. IT'S NOT A GOOD IDEA.***
This blog will cover the great places and evenings for happy hour in Burque along with our other various escapades.
A few things to note when reading this:
1. I am unabashedly biased toward my favorite place of all time, Monte Vista. It's like Cheers, everyone knows your name, the bartenders are nice, Fridays have good music and they have great drink and food specials.
2. I am a Nob Hill girl. Rarely will you see me venture out of the Nob Hill/Downtown/Old Town area, but when I do the Uptown and (once in a blue moon) the Heights is where you'll find me. (NEVER on the Westside sorry vecinos!)
3. It's all about having a good time and- you drink, you drive, you lose... call Greg with Yellow Cab- he'll come get you! 505.489.8216
So welcome and happy reading!
Cheers!
ME
*** IF YOU THINK IT'S GOING TO BE AN EXCEPTIONALLY WILD NIGHT DO NOT EAT SPANISH RICE. IT'S NOT A GOOD IDEA.***
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