Archive for March, 2010
This week we are giving our livers and our wallets a break and will not be reviewing any bars.
So instead we have a little poll.
What is your favorite drink?
Where do you most often go for a tasty beverage?
How were you introduced to your favorite drink?
What would you like to see Drink SLC do online or in person?
Where is your default after-bar location for good eats?
What is the best breakfast/brunch for treating a hangover?
I had a lot of trepidation about visiting this live music spot. I’ve been here numerous times in the past and failed to enjoy the music being played. I was very happy to see that there was a Punk band playing (wish I would have got their name, they were pretty decent) to a small crowd of people. The bar is a very small affair with an upper floor for sitting in the relative quiet (not really that much quieter than the bar below) or to shoot pool. The place is covered from floor to ceiling in band posters. It’s a dive music joint that is great if the music is good. I kept it simple with a Long Island Iced Tea and a Corona.
This place is an unabashed punk bar. With a heavy grunge feel, this place is a grungy dirty place and very proud of it. With the classic style of a structural amount of posters and some exposed light fixtures that would make you wonder when the last time the fire marshall took a look at this place. This all earns it some respect, it’s not trying to be a punk location, it just is. The crowd here was friendly, not scared off by our hats, and plenty willing to talk. Had a chat with a few of them and most of them seem to be heavy visitors of this location. If you’re a fan of punk and just have not found someplace in Salt Lake to express that, I would suggest you make at least one trip down this direction. One word of advice, I would recommend avoiding the standard drink of the house, the Cerebral Destroyer, while I have nothing against Jägermeister, it was not served well in this concoction.
Attending: Marv, Rawb, DDD, Joe, JenH
A live music bar with the now familiar $10 cover charge, Bar Delux was surprisingly empty. Very few patrons were there to see the horrible band Kettlefish (think of a highschool garage band that got old and not good). The real surprise of this evening was the cold service by the bartender. Maybe she was having a bad day, but it was a very large surprise to me to see how disinterested she was in either suggesting a beverage for consumption or being at all personable. I can only guess that the burlesque show that was going to happen later would pull more people in, as I hear it’s a good show. But I can tell you that I won’t be back in a hurry. If the band you want to see is playing there, then assuredly support them, but otherwise avoid.
I had a Bombay Sapphire and Grapefruit and finished Rawb’s Shock Top and Maker’s to get out of there ASAP.
I’ve made it here before for the Slippery Kittens and when I made it there the place was packed to the gills with hardly any way to make it from one location to another, this night we were here a bit earlier and before the lovely ladies made it on to the stage so we had plenty of space for all of us. As Marv said, the bartender here was seemingly very opposed to giving us any suggestions or showing any interest, even to the extent that I was doubting her ability to speak English. Filled with scenesters and hipsters this place wasn’t my crowd, so I didn’t make it much of a point to stick around, and the band was horrible enough to make me not doubt that decision. For a situation report of the bar, near the stage there are a small handful of tables and close to the entrance there are a few pool tables, a small bar and a few bartenders make me pretty uninterested in this location. For who should go here, if you wear eyeglasses entirely for irony and ride a fixed gear bicycle, this is probably already the place you are drinking.
Attending: Rawb, Marv, DDD, Joe, JenH
The Bayou is a restaurant and Beer Heaven. They sport a list of beer that is enviable to all but the most beer nerd of beer bars. There are probably a couple of hundred choices of beer to be had here, so whatever your poison chances are they have it. The Bayou is also known for it’s southern food and very busy crowd. The dinner crowd can force a wait of over an hour if you get there during the rush, but rest assured it’s worth it. Also, check to see if the patio is open as you may get seated sooner if you wish to sit outside. The staff is very good at knowing a variety of beers so just ask if you want to find something new. I enjoyed a UniBroue Don de Dieu from Quebec, a Lindeman’s Kriech lambic from Belgium and a Rogue Chipotle ale from the US. That Rogue beer is amazing and a great complement to spicy food.
Now this place is well known for it’s good food and excellent beer selection. Tonight was no different, great food and excellent beer were had by all. The only bad news is that the secret is out, on this particular Saturday it took over an hour to get in and the only reason we were seated so quickly was that we were willing to take a seat on the patio on a fairly cold evening. The beer selection here is wide and varied with multi-page menu for the beer condensed into various styles for easy picking. The waitress we had was also very knowledgeable and helpful on the selections, picking out some items we may not have chosen on our own. A few recommendations on the food for any of your future visits: the popcorn crawdad appetizer was superb and be sure to get an order of the sweet potato fries. Who should go here? Well, just about everyone the food is good enough so even non-drinkers can have themselves a good time.
Attending: Marv, Rawb, DDD, Joe, JenH, Laura, Walter
Bayou for awesome food and beers, Bar Delux, and Bert’s Tiki Lounge. Hope to see you there. The best post or tweet will win a drink from Marv.
Still to go: As many as we can find!
It’s Saint Patrick’s day. Irish Christmas. International Irish Drinking Day. That day where people wear green.
As someone with no real claim to Irish descent, I often feel somewhat guilty for the parties that I have been to and all the drinking I have done on St. Patrick’s day. It’s a day where Hibernian culture is celebrated all across the country. A day that many people have no real idea of why it is important to our Irish friends. It’s been turned into a drinking day more than anything.
I think it’s great that a culture is celebrated on this day, but I hope people will look to that culture and appreciate it for it’s richness and not just use it as an excuse to party mid week viagra pharmacie paris.
Oh, I did have some green beer tonight. It’s better without the green.
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Located atop the Red Lion hotel in the south part of Downtown SLC, The Sky Bar is one of those places that I have always wondered how well I would like. I never bothered to go there for various reasons, but was happy to give it a shot. I figured that at the very least, I would enjoy the view from atop the hotel. Boy was I surprised. The bar is neatly sectioned into various areas with a dance floor, seating for those not wishing to stand, and the land beyond the velvet rope which was closed off for this evening. The bartenders and waitstaff were top notch and very fun to hang around with and shoot the shit. The numbered name tags were but a door to open as we spoke with the staff. A thoroughly enjoyable experience, and a great view of the valley. I was given a glass of excellent Ravenswood Zin after recommending it to a fellow patron, I also enjoyed the citrus collins that was on the bar drink menu (so much so I ordered two). I finished off the evening with an Evolution Ale.
In years past I have avoided this bar thinking only that it was a un-tss, un-tss dance club, being forced to visit it has made me regret that decision to avoid it. Now this place has a good dance floor with a decent DJ but since that isn’t my scene, I brought our valiant team of researchers to a nice little quiet bar on the side, with good service and great bartenders, this little space was an excellent retreat from the dance music. Excellent views of the eastern lights and a good selection of couches complete that little side-bar sanctuary. My preconceived notions of this bar have been shattered and for sure I will make a return visit some day, I would recommend this bar as an excellent place for people who want to get their dance on with the option to get a break from the un-tss, un-tss the dance club is normally filled with.
Edited to add, at some point we had flaming dr peppers.
Attending, Rawb Marv Sascha Jen and DDD “Definitely Designated Driver” and last but least, Sparks.
Zanzibar is a great chill blues/jazz club with a great selection and pleasant atmosphere…. At least that is what I *should* have been writing. Instead I am afraid that I have bad news. What you used to know as Zanzibar is now a latin club with loud bad dance music being spun by an inept DJ and a bar nearly worse than Bar X. Beer only and you must order food, this should not even be on our list. It’s chips were horribly burnt and the random grilled chicken served made no sense to us. I drank a Squatter’s Pale Ale and got out of there as soon as possible. Put this on your list of places to avoid like the plague.
Zanzibar, under previous ownership was my favorite bar in all of Salt Lake. When out of town people visited, I could take them there to show them that Salt Lake’s night life had some very bright spots. I even took my non-drinking dad and step-mom here just to sit and enjoy the music, that is how absolutely fantastic this place used to be. Sadly, Zanzibar is dead, over a few changes of ownership there is little here that remains of the original bar, this truly is Zombie Zanzibar. Brought back from the dead, this bar seeks only to destroy, no longer a bastion of quality night life in Salt Lake City, it is a mere hole of a bar in the corner of some random strip mall. Well, since we visited this place, I might as well let you know why I think it stinks. Just coming in to the door you have an excessive cover charge. Secondly it’s now a tiny little dance hall with booming music, sadly the DJ was worse at moving between songs than your average iPod. Next up it’s the fact that you have to order food in order to get a beer, which is the only alcohol available. I do think this one thing stands head and shoulders above the rest of the reasons to hate this place, it was the very act of ordering food that baffled me, how it could be so similar to bartering in a Tijuana market, you point to some stuff on the menu, they reply no and point to some more expensive stuff, you point to different items and then mystery items show up, and when the bill arrives, you just keep on handing over money until they start waving it off. Who should go to this bar, well, probably people I hate should go here, but only people I really, really hate.
Attending, Rawb Marv Sascha Jen and DDD “Definitely Designated Driver”