So I did, and I tormented my friend Anna by preparing a list in advance of nearly 15 bars I wanted to visit, most with some sort of 90s music significance. Brace yourself, liver.
EMMETT WATSON'S OYSTER BAR - Chad couldn't make it with me on my grungy birthday journey, so I make sure to load up on seafood and take lots of pictures so he can live vicariously through me.
Emmett Watson's begins our boozy journey. A couple oysters, a few shrimp, and 2 glasses of white zinfandel later, we are ready to hit the bars.
CENTRAL SALOON - I'm more than a little obsessed with this place, especially since Joe (the super-sexy bartender from the Cha Cha that I met on my last Seattle trip) messaged me through www.lostintheunderbelly.com - ahh, the power of the internet - to tell me that he ALSO works at the Central, and to stop by ;). No Joe sightings this visit, but Anna and I still very much enjoyed our experience here. Can't you tell?
How did I miss this commemorative shrine to our fallen Seattle rock gods my first visit? Amazing!
THE CROCODILE - Our first stop in Belltown is the Crocodile. A little history: Formerly The Crocodile Cafe, this landmark bar served as the primo music venue for the Seattle rock bands who blew up in the 90s. Nirvana, Alice in Chains, Mudhoney, they all played here, and naturally, the Crocodile has plenty of memorability to honor them. I'll take any opportunity to drink with Layne and Kurt, even if they're just photographs on the wall.
THE RABBIT HOLE - A couple doors down is the Rabbit Hole. What the fuck, a Skee-ball bar? Bars this fun don't exist in LA, and if they did, they'd be overrun by the most annoying people that I don't care to associate with when I'm drinking in public.
The drinks, like those at most of the Seattle bars I enjoyed, were strong. I can't vouch for the food, but the menu has a large variety of greasy fare. Yummm!
Give me a chance to sober up and remember the rest of this excursion. To be continued....