Another Rochester Bar Closes

A dog bar would rule! Not only would it be a great "walk-ination" (walk destination), but dogs rule. No cats. I'm allergic to cats and I could never go. I'm allergic to dogs, too, but keep a window open, let the fresh air flow, and I'll sip a Jack and pet a terrier all day.

Look at this woman...she's seen life and has a story to tell. She plays for her friends, let's give her a bar to play for tips. "Sing us a song, you're the piano woman, sing us a song tonight. About davenports, housecoats, and parcels, and how it was in the old days...and please have a bowl of hard candy, for when we tip well, you know...oh-oh-oh!"

You could call it The Whistle Stop, everyone gets a whistle (a clean one for me, please). No speaking allowed, just whistle your order. One for Beer, two for Jack and Coke, etc. 15 short blasts and two quick blasts for Bud Light, Jack and Coke, a virgin daiquiri, and an order of fried pickles.

I take it back, keep all the whistles dirty, I'll never go to this bar. Too noisy.

Do you like a mystery, and a nap?  Then head on over to the Bed and Beer. No labels here, you literally have no idea what you're drinking. Maybe it's not even beer. But, if it is, and you feel like a nap, boom, there's the fresh made bed. Tuck-in service available.

Scared of your birthday? Whenever someone asks your age, do you choke, say 21, or just faint? "Yes, James, I know...we can't do anything about it, but telling me to get over it doesn't help! If only there was someplace I could go where they don't let anyone talk about birthdays!" Welcome, friends...you're home.