Bar Tuesdays: Week Eleven

Week Eleven: Meadowbrook Lanes/Lounge

We took this week’s Bar Tuesday to the bowling alley, baby.

Actually, we had it scheduled for the Meadowbrook Lounge, which is the bar inside of the bowling alley. I knew that this week would be a good one when Michael pointed this out on the sidewalk on our way in:

I still have no idea what that is, and I don’t want to know.

Frito was excited to find out what a fine bowler “Virgina” is:

The best part about that is that he asked the manager about it, and the manager played right along, saying that Virginas usually win. True story.

The lounge part of the bowling alley turned out to be quite small and kind of boring. The jukebox was broken (Jukebox Report: Broken! Wah waaaah.) and, as Pete pointed out, it smelled like a frat house basement in there. However, the little closet unisex bathroom in the lounge did have this awesome sign hanging up behind the toilet:

I’m used to seeing the “Employees Must Wash Hands Before Returning To Work” signs, so this was a nice change.

Since the bar was kind of cramped, we ended up staying in the bowling alley area for most of the night, especially when we ended up being the only people left in there. We had a BLAST. Lauren made delicious brownies that received many inappropriate nicknames throughout the night:

I was the only one who asked the correct question, which was, “Ooh, is that white chocolate?”

The night started out nice and sweet, with Randy asking to take a picture with me where he was kissing my cheek:

Aww, I’m going to miss him when he goes home for good next weekend. Stay, Randy!

After that, we hit the lanes:

This week was fun to begin with, but the added bowling bonus made it extra fun. Sure, it’s duckpin bowling (which Randy had never heard of before – silly Baton Rouge and their big ball bowling everywhere) and some of the balls look like they may be carrying hepatitis, but it was awesome. (Sadly, no mystery motorcycle rider appeared to take on Crater Face and elicit a performance of Who's That Guy, but it was still awesome.)

So the night started out nice and sweet with cheek kissing and brownie eating, and then the empty pitchers of beer started to pile up and it turned into one of the most fun Bar Tuesdays ever. I think the best way to demonstrate this is to do it with a picture diary of the rest of the night. Enjoy:

Taking over a bowling alley? RULES.

Next week, we have been offered protection for the bar we’re going to…oh Lord. Pray for Mojo.

Golden Tee Count: 6 out of 11. There was a small arcade area in the bowling alley, but no Tee. The Lounge had a long virtual bowling game that looked pretty fun, but we had the real thing, baby.

Comments

[frito]

Somehow I knew you would work a Grease 2 reference in there.

[Lauren]

Count me as someone else who has never heard of or seen this little teeny-ball bowling. Unless it's outside and called bocce ball. Is it an East coast thing?

[Pam]

I don't know - is it an east coast thing? We have both kinds of bowling here - I prefer the big balls myself. I never knew other places didn't have the small ones. The pins are even tiny and you get three rolls a turn - very hard to control those balls.

[Pam]

Lauren - I found out that the mini-ball bowling is a New England thing. Next time you're in the area, I'll take you!