After splitting a large pitcher of margaritas at La Golondrina on Olvera Street, a day-drunk Chad and I stumble over to Chinatown to visit a favorite watering hole: Hop Louie. Unfortunately, Hop Louie is closed, so we wander around until we find something equally dirty and inviting. From the outside, the Melody Lounge appears to fit the bill: run-down sign, sandwiched between two "nice" gift shops, and desperately in need of a paint job....BINGO! We walk in and are put off by the unexpectedly hip atmosphere. Dozens of small paper lanterns hang from the ceiling, cascading dim light over the young couples cozied up on the PVC cushions surrounding the left side of the bar.
We take a seat at the bar and realize it's a beer-only bar, no problem. We order two beers, then attempt to pay with a card. Cash only. Boooo.
Positive points of interest: the bartender was quiet and the patrons kept to themselves. I think I heard Chad mutter "I hate people" only once during our entire twenty minute visit (I believe in reference to the colorfully-dressed Asian couple canoodling and giggling inappropriately loud in the corner). Also, they have a record player and, at the time, the bartender was playing some bluesy female-fronted music.
I left my pink wooden bird magnet at the bar. I think the species of bird is Toucan. If you find it, please contact me ASAP.
Xxx,
Alyssa
Positive points of interest: the bartender was quiet and the patrons kept to themselves. I think I heard Chad mutter "I hate people" only once during our entire twenty minute visit (I believe in reference to the colorfully-dressed Asian couple canoodling and giggling inappropriately loud in the corner). Also, they have a record player and, at the time, the bartender was playing some bluesy female-fronted music.
I left my pink wooden bird magnet at the bar. I think the species of bird is Toucan. If you find it, please contact me ASAP.
Xxx,
Alyssa
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