Half a beer at Bill's Cafe
Since JMGiordano rather sarcastically nominated Bills Cafe (6701 Holabird Ave., Dundalk) under last week's FFF suggestions, I'd like to tell you about our ... experience ... there.
The first thing we noticed when we walked into the Dundalk corner bar: It was bright. Too bright.
The second thing: It stunk. Bill's Cafe was rather rank. It gets better ...
Our bartender, a pleasant woman in her 50s, had big hair and an overbite.
Budweiser drafts (there is no other option for real men in Bill's Cafe) were a buck each, which we loved.
But we didn't even stay to finish our beers, because of the smell and an escalating argument between a man and woman across the bar. He started it by leaning in and laying a big fat kiss on her, which she didn't like, and then she had to keep pushing him away.
We cringed at each other, claimed we were "going out for a smoke" and peaced.
Don't think I'll be back to Bill's any time soon.