Black Box Brewing Company of Westlake, Ohio. It’s a Belgian White and is FULL of FLAVOR, Lawdy Lawdy!!! The local sitting next to me had just informed me that the #49 bus goes out there. Praise The Lord and THANK YOU, BABY JESSE!!!!!
Hey! I’m at the Ontario Street Cafe. A VERY “urban” pub in the heart of downtown Cleveland (Tower City, baby!!!) Menu is simple. LOTS of black folks. Weird, because it reminds me of a shady ass bar that I used to hang at when I was in my 20’s and my folks used to HATE for me to go there, LOL!!! The long-demolished Post Bar (aka “Disco World”) in Wrightstown, New Jersey. The party wasn’t over until somebody got stabbed, LOL!!!
The Luck Of The Italians. I *know* you are probably sick and friggin’ tired of reading (and hearing) about my Phil Rizzuto shirt but not only did my Yanks lose yesterday for the first time in the “lucky shirt” era, my friend’s dog was SO HAPPY to see me last night that he mugged me, punching a hole in my shirt with his nails!!!
Well, my response to my friend’s apology was ” No worries. It adds character.” I will continue to wear the Phil Rizzuto shirt to ALL games until the Yankees winning record turns to a losing record. Since I canceled my Toronto trip, I’m not sure when the next time is that I will see them but the record is now 3-1 when I wear the shirt… TO the games.
WOW. This sista just said “I be layin’ low in the cut. They know how I am.” LOL!!! Old Head speak. But the reality is, *I* am now an Old Head. WOW!!! This gal just said…same girl: “I paid $8 for this pack of cigarettes, I wish a muthafucka WOULD ask ME for a cigarette”, LOL!!! And chunky sis at the end of the bar is drinking Genesee by the pitcher, LOL!!! I’m skurred, LOL!!! And she’s singing along with every song on the jukebox, too. She sings pretty damn good, too. Probably church folk, I’m guessing.
Well. I’m going to finish my water, ca$h out, use the bathroom and take MORE pictures.
God Bless The Rust Belt.