Too old for this

We hadn’t seem Jim and Cheryl since New Year’s Eve, so we planned a get-together in our hood for Friday night.
We considered going to a nearby comedy club for a little stand-up since we have a Groupon for four people, but after watching a video on the website of the person performing that night, the guys put the kibosh on that and decided to save the Groupon for a comedian more, um … original. So we decided to do dinner at one of our favorite south side restaurants, Chucks Southern Comforts Cafe. It’s got a great menu that includes Cajun, southern BBQ and Mexican – so yummy!
We hung out at the house for a bit and had some appetizers so we didn’t get there until about 8:30: a late dinner for us (yes, we’re old). Chucks is actually split into a restaurant and a bar called the Voodoo Lounge, but the same menu is available at both. Feeling a little bit wild and crazy, we decided to look for seats in the Voodoo Lounge since we saw a sign saying a band was going to start playing at 9 pm. Much to our surprise, we found a table right away. Wow! Dinner AND live music! Can’t say I remember the last time we did that!
The food was great – as usual – and we started enjoying the band, as well. We stayed so long we finally noticed that the crowd had changed from people our age, to people about 15 years younger. Look at us – hanging’ with the youngins!
We were having so much fun we probably would have stayed a lot later, but it started to snow pretty heavily so we took off at about 11p.m. and started home so we wouldn’t have to drive on the slick roads. We were less than a half mile from the house when Brian made a sharp turn and decided we needed a night cap. I think someone crushed up some Geritol and sprinkled it on our food.
We ended up at the Homestead Barr, a quirky little place we had talked about earlier in the night because Cheryl had never been there. It’s a bar (or barr, I should say. The extra r makes it sound fancy even though it’s everything BUT fancy) located inside an old house. If you miss the small black sign saying “Homestead Barr” next to the front door, you’d probably drive right by, thinking it was, indeed, just a house. And, it actually is a house, as some of the family members who run the place live upstairs. The place looks like someone just installed a couple of bars in the living room of a house and just started serving people. There’s even a fireplace behind the bar!
The Homestead is the kind of place you can tell is mostly patronized by regulars. But unlike other places where most of the business comes from the same handful of people every night, they are very welcoming to strangers. The first time Brian and I went there a few years ago it was on a Saturday night. We had a couple of quick drinks and were getting ready to leave and the bartender told us to come back at noon the next day for football. Jokingly, Brian said, “What if we want to come at 11?” Without any hesitation, the bartender said, “just come on over and knock on the door. Someone will be here!”
Dawn, our bartender Saturday night, was the granddaughter of the old owner who passed away a couple of years ago. She said that with the exception of one part-time guy, the place is run entirely by her family. She invited us back for their winter picnic, an outdoor picnic they hold in the middle of February, rain, sleet, snow or shine. Obviously, they like to have fun there.
Dawn was such a great storyteller and bartender and before we knew it, it was after 1 a.m.! We finished our drinks and completed the drive home, where we stayed up even later with us girls playing Kinect and the guys playing drums. I think it was sometime after 3 a.m. When we finally went to bed.
I can’t tell you the last time I have stayed up that late. But what I can tell you is that my body was not at all happy about it. With only a few hours of sleep, most of Saturday was spent on the couch napping and watching a marathon of Storage Wars. (hello, addictive show!)
Sunday I partook in the much more age-appropriate activities of brunch and girly chit-chatting with my friend Laura.
I did not go for a long run as I has hoped to do, or even get a work out in. But I think an occasional night of blowing off some steam and enjoying some laughs and good times with great friends was a great way to spend a weekend.
Now, if I could only catch up on my sleep!

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About travelerontherun

I am a chronic adventurer who loves to see and experience new places. What I really love most is experiencing those places after parking my RV and lacing up my running shoes.
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