A few weeks ago someone suggested that we head to Market Street Saloon for their Wednesday night festivities. But Wednesday nights have been reserved for Fibber's so it never happened. Besides, the only thing we knew about Market Street Saloon is that it's a saloon on Market Street. Well that changed this past week and it was nice to once again get off the island for a few hours.
Fantasy Island is awesome, but when the same bands are playing the same places over and over, and the same, albeit beautiful faces, are at the same places at the same time every week, it starts to feel a little too provincial. Lots of beach people have been heading to Market Street Saloon for a respite from the beach bar doldrums, and it was a ni
ce breath of fresh air on a late Thursday afternoon.The bar is set up nice. It's a rectangle, with an end that leads to the kitchen, in a very large room. There is a stage for live music, two nice pool tables in an elevated area and the bathrooms are spotless. None of the pool sticks are warped, which a nice change from most bars.
We sat around in the late afternoon and had a couple of beers with the one of the many crotch-rocket motorcycle gangs that seem float around town. Are those people afraid to ride alone or something? We ordered some wings which turned out to be FRIED chicken wings. They were really good and they hit the spot. Then the kitchen put our some free wings that at first we thought were just a little to burnt for our taste. But they were free, and we were still hungry, and we were now drinking booze, so we ate them and we loved them because the bar thought enough of it's customers to give us free food. Very thoughtful.
Anyway, the reason someone suggested going to Market Street Saloon on Wednesday night is because of something called Jello Wrestling. Sounds tasty. Check back on Thursday to read a review of this Jello Wrestling, whatever that is. Hmmm. It sounds sticky and sploochy.
We're going to have to remember to try other stuff from the kitchen--and add Jello to it.
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