Sockgirlie's Blog: Bar Tuesdays: Week Thirteen

Week Thirteen: Jefferson Pub

aka “The Pub Down Under”:

Oh yes, we spent last night in a bar that is in the basement of a Thai restaurant. (We had to move this week’s event to Thursday since the President of Bar Tuesdays was out of town on Tuesday.) I had been to this bar years before when it was still part of the now-defunct Jefferson Grille restaurant, and it hasn’t changed much since then. In fact, the part of the place that I remember best hasn’t changed at all: the bathroom. I remembered that the toilet in the ladies room was not centered in the stall, so you were almost up against the wall on one side. When I went to the bathroom last night, it was still the same way, and it was like that in both of the regular stalls:

What I didn’t remember about one of the stalls was the toilet’s close proximity to the door. I sat down and my knees were almost touching it. Look at this:

How does anyone use this thing? And why do my legs look so freakishly thin on the bottom? That’s kind of creepy. They don’t really look like that!

Anyway - the night as a whole was relatively unremarkable. The place was a bit dive-y, but it had somewhat of an upper-class clientele, which is something we’re not all that used to. As Frito pointed out, “Everyone bathes and has jobs.” Included in the crowd was a group at the bar who were later dubbed to be “Future Us.”

It was Bar Tuesdays of the future! They were laughing and having a great time all night, doing these crazy flaming shots at one point. They also enjoyed all of our jukebox selections, chair dancing and singing along to them all. Speaking of which, it’s time for the Jukebox Report: This was a very, very strange jukebox. It was a CD one, with 100 CDs, half of which seemed to be from my nightmares. There were also a lot of CDs by one-hit wonder bands, like Chumbawumba, yet no Journey. What is that about? You know what there was a lot of? Rod Stewart. I think it had every Rod Stewart CD in there except for the one with Infatuation on it. Ironically, that is the one Rod Stewart song I would have played immediately. Remember that awesome video? And I just love yelling, “Oh NO, not AGAIN!” And, of course, “Ooo oooo ooo ooo ooo ooo!” We actually couldn’t play any of our standard Bar Tuesday songs - no Destiny’s Child Survivor for Paul, no Remedy or Gavin for me, no Guns N’ Roses - what was with this jukebox? Oh yes, it was busy being filled with Barenaked Ladies CDs. MANY of them. Just shoot me now, okay? Especially when the next page of CDs had my other best friend, Dave Matthews. And Creed. What the hell? There was also a lot of random disco mixes and the odd Phil Collins Live CD. Frito and I played 18 songs, so we used our last selection on a Meatloaf jam to Loaf the place, not thinking that we would still be there since we didn’t know when our songs would start. Sadly, our songs started up right away and we ended up still being there 18 songs later, thereby Loafing ourselves. Damn. We couldn’t even Loaf properly with this jukebox, as it didn’t have Bat Out of Hell, but it did have one of his songs on a compilation CD. This gave David the opportunity to expand his new YouTube repertoire of taking on songs with his performance of Meatloaf. Quite moving, that.

Even though the Jefferson Pub was kind of low-key, it still had some interesting things around, like this real alligator head:

And a condiment tube marked “Sugar” that was filled with some nasty-looking mayonnaise:

We sat in a corner nook over near a fireplace that had the surprising selection of board games on the mantle. This is only the second time that I’ve been to a bar that had board games out, but I really think the trend should spread. Get some Uno and Scattergories up in these joints! We didn’t end up playing any last night, but we did briefly consider it:

But then again, we were too busy wondering why there was a sleeping bag rolled up on the fireplace mantle. I dared someone to unroll it and put in on the floor and crawl in, but there were no takers. Everyone had moved on to being too busy picking on Lauren when she started to eat the fruit from the bottom of her sangria, because it was CLEARLY A BEET:

Paul tried some of it and confirmed Lauren’s reports that it was actually an apple, but I’m still not buying it based on their faces when the aftertaste hit. At least I got this nice picture of them in happier times:

We enjoyed the Price-Is-Right inspired fabric on the booths. Maybe even so much that it led to romance:

...and maybe not. Actually, we just took that picture to show the romantic rotting wood behind us that was all along the walls in the whole place. But then again, who cares about that when the bar is housing this awesome statue:

This is right at the bottom of the stairs when you come in, and immediately upon seeing it, Frito announced, “I need that.” I agree. I need that in my bedroom yesterday. eBay, here I come!

Golden Tee Count: 6 out of 13 - once again, denied the Tee. What’s happened? It all started out so well!

Hey, at least they serve "Hot Weeiniers," so score one for the pub:

Next Week: Back to Tuesday with the Grand Finale of our original 14 week tour. We may have saved the best for last, if rumors prove to be true.... Stay tuned!