Food & Drink
Escape from First Friday: In search of a rare Pearl
Published: June 19, 2013
We walk up to the bar and I notice a drink on the board called the “Slam Dunk” (I wish there were more quotes around that) and immediately order it. From what I can tell, it consists of Southern Comfort, something orange, and something purple. The crowd here is friendly and enthusiastic. We sit on a couch and I let the “Slam Dunk” weave its magic.
Drink: Stella Artois
Ordering a hotdog called the “Thai Kick Boxer” from the Rocker Dogz stand in front of Southtown 101 seems like a good idea after a “Slam Dunk.” Joy Division plays from somewhere outside while Salt-N-Peppa’s “Push It” plays inside. We decide to stay outside. Looney goes in and comes back out with two Stellas. For some reason everyone wears flannel shirts tonight. We sip our beers and wonder when and where the night went wrong.
Alamo Street Eat Bar
Drink: Pabst Blue Ribbon
Still hungry, we head to Alamo Street Eat Bar. The crowds have dispersed but for a few stragglers. We share a burger and fries from the Attaboy food truck. I drink what I hope to be my last PBR.
The night ends the way nights often do around here, sitting on a porch with friends, drinking whatever beers are left. We survived another First Friday attack.