Green hour

The door is at the bottom of the staircase in a dark corner of the building. The street level has a courtyard and a few other restaurants and some shops. This is not like the others, and has been around longer than all of the others.

The carpet may be a bit better for ware, and the inside feels and looks like a cave. All part of the charm you see. The leather upholstered bar with red leather chairs great you. As well as a party of people, at least this time.

They were celebrating a birthday. There was a cake in the corner at one of the booths. There are also a few tables and chairs. No one is using them at the time. The bulk of the group is crowded around the bar. This group happens to be made up of the 50 plus singles crowd. As they sip their drinks the flirting begins. Only the alcohol is making their conversation skills go downhill.

“ I don’t have time to get naked, I just take off my clothes and put my night gown on right away.” A loud woman announced. I didn’t really understand that statement, I have a feeling she didn’t either.

“ Are you going to be able to get up by 8 a.m. tomorrow?” A blonde asked a older man in black tight pants and shinny button down shirt.

“ Yup, I am going straight home, it’s a long drive back to Long Beach.” He said. They seemed to all work together and had met here for drinks and this party. Usually the crowd here is much younger, so this was an exception. Gratefully this group left after a short time. One woman was laughing so loud and she had more of a cackle, it was a relief to see her leave.

The rest of the night the crowd was more usual, a group of young girls from the local college, and some young men trying to flirt with the new bar girl. The tall Brit girl that is getting sloppy on wine wearing a long white trench coat, yes she should have eaten first.

Why endure all this when I could be home and drinking in peace and quit? While that is true, it doesn’t beat this story. Plus this is my new favorite place. The end of the night finds us enjoying some abisinthe and have a laugh, quite a few in fact. Long after this evening is over I still have the taste of absinthe in my mind and can’t wait to have a nice evening and enjoy it and the atmosphere of this spot again.