Dinner, July 2

Last night, in the perfect summer evening, I went out to dinner to celebrate moving the final piece of furniture into my new place.

We walked down Charles Street, appreciating the architecture of my new neighborhood, and I was deciding between the Brewer's Art and The Owl Bar. For years, The Owl Bar was a favorite, with excellent food that never failed to be excellent. But, alas, last year new management took over. In December, my girlfriends and I had an awful experience there - new menu with all the favorites taken off, atrocious server who told us most of the stuff on the menu was bad, and a really odd mistake in billing that took days to solve. After then, I banned it.

But yesterday, feeling nostalgic and thinking this new friend would appreciate the atmosphere, I decided to give it another chance.

I ordered the French Dip sandwich, once my most favorite menu item in the land, and a caeser salad. The salad came out with mostly spines, and lettuce with that red-orange discoloration. The sandwich meat was ridiculously tough, and I had to chew for like 5 minutes to consume a bite of it. I couldn't even finish half the sandwich because it was so awful.

My dining partner ordered a rare tuna wrap, served with guac, lettuce, and tomato. He was also underwhelmed, as the tomatoes were mushy.

Lucky for The Owl Bar, the wine they served was perfectly chilled and delicious. I should have trusted my instinct, because now, The Owl Bar is officially BANNED.