I blew the dust off a few nightlife columns from back in the day, and part of this one still tickles me.
It's the only time the phrase "num nums" has made it into the paper since at least 1991.
It's probably the only time "num nums" has been used in the history of the paper.
Here's the excerpt, from my review of Club 347 (347 N. Calvert St.), circa 2005 ...
Oh, and for the record, the club looks significantly better now. Here goes:
By no means is 347 a trashy club --it's quite clean and modern -- but you can tell it was designed under a tight budget. With their black vinyl cushions and metal legs, the seats and bar chairs could be on loan from a local American Legion basement. Some of the bricks in the exposed brick wall are oddly placed and appear to plug holes.
And then there's the buffet. Now, I didn't expect gourmet -- wings or nachos would've been fine.
The cook brought out two big trays: one of salad and the other filled with meatballs drowned in a dark sauce.
Hee hee. Num nums!