SUNDAY - 8.10.14
It’s Sunday, and we’re hungover. We probably could have spent the entire day watching Extreme Couponing, but it’s my last full day in Seattle and there are still bars I need to check off my list. Much to my poor partner-in-crime’s dismay, I pull her out of bed, and we hit the road.
First things first, she shows me her soon-to-be new home in Edmonds, Washington. On the way, we pass a sketchy little bar called Harvey’s. If you drove past this place, tell me you wouldn’t stop in? It looks AH-MAZING! Look at it.
After doing a loop around the town and stopping at the mall for a meal and Nordstrom shopping spree, we head back to Harvey’s, per my begging and pleading.
It’s Sunday, and we’re hungover. We probably could have spent the entire day watching Extreme Couponing, but it’s my last full day in Seattle and there are still bars I need to check off my list. Much to my poor partner-in-crime’s dismay, I pull her out of bed, and we hit the road.
First things first, she shows me her soon-to-be new home in Edmonds, Washington. On the way, we pass a sketchy little bar called Harvey’s. If you drove past this place, tell me you wouldn’t stop in? It looks AH-MAZING! Look at it.
After doing a loop around the town and stopping at the mall for a meal and Nordstrom shopping spree, we head back to Harvey’s, per my begging and pleading.
HARVEY’S – We step inside and literally everyone is wearing a Seahawk’s jersey (makes sense). It’s really not that scary of a bar; I’d classify it more as a sport’s bar. A sport’s bar that’s overly-obsessed with David Lynch. I notice a poster of 'Wild at Heart' in Spanish on the wall, and like a moth to a flame, run toward it. Umm…unfortunately, it was hanging in the MEN’S RESTROOM(!), and for whatever reason, the door was open. Hopefully the little Mexican man peeing at the first stall didn’t notice me walk in. Mortified, I run to a barstool, order a beer, and try to keep a low profile.
Other than that incident, I enjoyed a very chill experience at Harvey’s. If I lived in Edmonds, this might very well be my neighborhood bar. Decent crowd, cheap drinks, and you can order chicken tenders!
Other than that incident, I enjoyed a very chill experience at Harvey’s. If I lived in Edmonds, this might very well be my neighborhood bar. Decent crowd, cheap drinks, and you can order chicken tenders!
After Harvey’s, we head back to Seattle. I need to visit my boyfriend Layne Staley’s death house, which just so happens to be next to a bar I want to visit: Blue Moon Tavern. Back in the late 90s/early 2000s, Layne used to come here and the Rainbow Bar, which unfortunately, no longer exists.
There it is, top right.....
There it is, top right.....
BLUE MOON TAVERN – It’s extremely old; I would guess that it dates back to the late 1800s, but I’m too lazy to Google that answer for you. We walk inside and it’s so dirty and amazing. Before even sitting down, I decide this is my new favorite bar in Seattle (sorry, Unicorn!). I probably sit on every dirty bar stool and booth in the place, just to guarantee that I am touching an object Layne once touched. I’m totally getting shivers just thinking about it. Is that weird?
Layne aside, let me give you a rundown of this bar – it’s sticky dirty and there are etchings and vandalism covering every carvable wooden surface. It smells like BO, even though there are no sweaty rocker boys in sight, but I’m okay with it. The drinks are cheap; I think, on average, $4 each. There is a small stage for up-and-coming bands to start their careers...again, no sweaty rocker boys in sight...but sadly, that's what you get when you go to bars at 4pm. The bartender is a sweet, bohemian type and the patrons span every notch of the spectrum. If I were to go home with someone from the bar, besides Anna, I choose this guy:
I can’t wait to bring Chad here. He’d fall in love.
EARL'S ON THE AVE - After spending a couple hours at Blue Moon, it was time to visit a bar a little more age-appropriate. I follow Anna over to Earl's and order up a vodka cranberry. It shows up in a pint glass...awesome. They have an internet jukebox, and much to everyone's displeasure, I put in five dollars to play a shit ton of Alice in Chains. Sorry guys, deal with it. We befriend some dudes and play a couple rounds of darts. Oh boy, I feel like I'm in college again!
My high school friend meets up with us and we start reminiscing about the good ol' days (aka high school: the worst four years of my life). Clearly, he's infatuated with me, so it comes as no surprise when I have to dodge his unprovoked attempt to kiss me. I don't understand men. I've been talking about my boyfriend all night. Wouldn't that translate to "don't fucking kiss me"??
He leaves, and Anna and I get drunker, and then we meet this guy:
EARL'S ON THE AVE - After spending a couple hours at Blue Moon, it was time to visit a bar a little more age-appropriate. I follow Anna over to Earl's and order up a vodka cranberry. It shows up in a pint glass...awesome. They have an internet jukebox, and much to everyone's displeasure, I put in five dollars to play a shit ton of Alice in Chains. Sorry guys, deal with it. We befriend some dudes and play a couple rounds of darts. Oh boy, I feel like I'm in college again!
My high school friend meets up with us and we start reminiscing about the good ol' days (aka high school: the worst four years of my life). Clearly, he's infatuated with me, so it comes as no surprise when I have to dodge his unprovoked attempt to kiss me. I don't understand men. I've been talking about my boyfriend all night. Wouldn't that translate to "don't fucking kiss me"??
He leaves, and Anna and I get drunker, and then we meet this guy:
It's all a little hazy from there...
Thanks, Seattle, for the good times. See you next August for Layney's birthday!
Thanks, Seattle, for the good times. See you next August for Layney's birthday!
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