Showing posts with label central club & tavern. Show all posts
Showing posts with label central club & tavern. Show all posts

Saturday, June 25, 2022

Sneaky Little Joule

Lydia is out of town which affords me the rare opportunity to be my true self. Mostly this involves eating pizza in my underwear and playing a medically ill advised amount of video games.


Central air is apparently not common in the Seattle area because it didn't ever used to get hot enough to be necessary. Well, now it does, so we bought a portable air conditioner. Another fun and weird aspect of many dwellings around here is for whatever reason the windows open horizontally. Usually I'm accustomed to most windows opening vertically. Anyway, this precludes us from buying the classic AC window unit that just hangs out the side of the window. So we bought this monstrosity that has a big pipe thing that snakes out the window.

The people that make deliveries to our apartment hate me, and so whenever something is very heavy they leave it at the bottom of three flights of stairs. I hate them so much.





I really found myself today. Instead of "making a reservation" or "planning my day" I just sort of picked a neighborhood, looked up what restaurants around there were cool, then walked up and asked if they had seating for one. I got turned down once or twice but Joule said: "you look like you might be tired from lugging an appliance up a bunch of stairs why don't you sit down and have the beers." So I did.



Joule is super fun. Google describes it as "Korean-fusion steakhouse offering Asian-Northwest eats amid handmade wallpaper & communal seating." I saw so many delicious sounding foods that I ordered way too much. Whatever.

This beauty is just a bone sliced down the middle. I am a wolf man.

"Bone Marrow
spicy anchovy butter, leek"


Spicy rice cake
chorizo, pickled mustard green





"that" Short rib steak
kalbi, grilled kimchi







This gross little surcharge thing seems to be gaining steam at local restaurants. I'm fine with the social cause, in fact, I don't care. What you do with the money I give you for half a bone is your own business. You need to be an adult and raise your bone price 4% and quit being a sneaky dirtbag. 



My new Xbox Series X arrived and I've been playing the maddeningly difficult Elden Ring. One of the reasons that it is the current hotness is that George R. R. Martin of Game of Thrones fame was a writer. I put this hilarious pumpkin helmet on my character because I'm gangster like that.



I had a sip at Central Club & Tavern and watched some very important sports matches.

Friday, October 08, 2021

Kirkland Mayhem

We tore up Kirkland with our new friends Gabby and Derek.


Most of the businesses in our neck of Kirkland are pretty high end hoity toity type places. There is however one delightfully divey bar in town called Central Club & Tavern. This little sign on the cocktail cherries somes the place up. While trashy I find that the staff is usually exceptionally nice. I wonder if there are few enough dirtbags to fill a place like this that they have to be kind to the limited number of dirtbags available. For a dirtbag like me, I finally feel like I'm getting the attention I deserve.


One thing that is peculiar to Washington bars as far as I'm aware is that bars sell these little pull tab lottery ticket type things. You buy a ton of them at once and they give them to you in a little popcorn basket. I thought that that was pretty novel.




Here comes the king here comes the big number one.


Flat Stick Pub is a fun little mini golf joint near the lake. The course obstructions are delightfully made out of dead beer kegs.


All I do is win win win no matter what. Got golfing on my mind I can never get enough.