I'm not sure why, but Tuesday was feeling a bit too much like Friday. That or maybe I just live life like it's spring break (so I've been told). Either way, Tuesday evening worked out as my only night off this week and I was more than ready for an adult beverage. This particular Tuesday happened to be a bit special as my brother was in town for a few days before an 11-month deployment.
My tummy said sushi, so off we jived to Screaming Tuna, 106 W. Seeboth St. Although mildly disoriented by the odd street/apartment lobby type entrance, the atmosphere was inviting. Greeted promptly, our small group of four snagged a table generally secluded from the other patrons. We arrived closer to 9 p.m., so like most other restaurants at that time on a Tuesday, there wasn't a wait.
A strong debate ensued over exactly what rolls we should order. The menu contains a variety of smaller, basic maki/rolls as well as the fun-filled, larger specialty rolls. Obviously the right combination was going to take us ages to decipher.
Our order was placed and I finally noticed the patio. Stunning. It overlooks the river and I was kicking myself for not making it to the restaurant in time for sunset.
Our food arrived before I could down my first glass of Flying Fish Riesling. There it was, heaven sent, a cornucopia of sushi. Had there been no one around, I'm 99.9 percent sure I would have licked the plate clean.
After a meal of that caliber, we were all ready to bask in our extreme satisfaction over a round of cocktails. Conveniently located within eyesight, The Irish Pub, 124 N. Water St., loomed on the horizon. Some confusion remained as my brother tried to determine the name of this Irish pub we were heading to. I believe he finally understood that "The Irish Pub" was the actual name about an hour into our drinking session.
I've been to the Irish Pub before, always a staple in my bar rotation. Upon entering, nothing seemed amiss for a Tuesday evening. A dozen or so patrons were gathere…Read more...