When I met my husband his family owned a neighborhood bar. I guess in its heyday it used to be really busy. By the time, I started going there, they pretty much only had a few regular customers. My mother-in-law didn't work there anymore.
I used to love going there. My father-in-law was the first one that gave me slo gin. I never liked really strong liquor or beer. Still don't. We used to go and play the jukebox. We would hang out with the old guys and a couple of young guys that came in. Some times we would see my one sister-in-law and brother-in-law up there. That's where I really got to know her.
Once when my father-in-law had to go to the VA hospital for months, my husband took a leave of absence from work to work at the bar. Between him, my sister-in-law and brother-in-law they kept the bar going until he got better.
I wish I could have seen it when my mother-in-law had to make tons of food. It would have been so fun.
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I have always liked the idea of a family business like that. I'm sure it is (or can be) a lot more complicated than it is in my fantasies, but . . .
My grandfather had a novelty business -- owned all the jukeboxes, pool tables, cigarette machine, and later video games in bars. But the business fizzled by the time I got old enough to participate -- blasted home gaming systems! ;)
I've never had slo gin, but now you have my curious. I'm always in search of a drink that tastes like candy, but looks mature. :)
sloe gin= yum.
I remember when I was younger I liked sloe gin - now I prefer the regular gin :) haha
Hi Viki. Thanks for stopping by my blog - it's nice to see another former bc support member there (there are several others who come by pretty regularly), and it's good to see that you're doing well. How did you find me? Just curious.
Family-owned, friendly neighborhood bars are slowly dying out and being replaced by big corporate-owned restaurant/bar/nightclubs decorated to look like friendly neighborhood bars. I don't spend much time in bars anymore, but it's kind of sad to see that happening everywhere.
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