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| Skimming the frontsides. Ya take what you can get. 66th Street and Holidays, 6/30/2021 |
I made an emergency call to change this week's schedule. The Watt was not watching the weather. Being the dedicated Crewman that I am, I stepped in to save us from being washed out due to a thunderstorm filled Thursday. Moving to Wednesday with no time change needed, I expected the Wattman and LWatt would show up late and they did not disappoint. But, it finally feels like summer on the beach. The heat is on and we no longer need hoodies near the water. However, that damn beachside windstorm was still blowing. The warmer temps attracted the shorefront crowds of the year. LWatt and I settled into the beach chairs while Watt headed out to find a wave. Usually in early summer some of the best waves of the year can be found around low tide, yet tonight was not such a night. With only small waves and a south wind, Wattman spent more time drifting than anything else. As the sun set he did manage a couple of rides to end the night on a positive note. As we sat on the beach LWatt decided to check up on Watt's first dinner choice for the night and as expected, it was a fail. So, with surprisingly quick agreement we turned to a previous establishment in a new location.
Bourbon Street On The Beach is now located in the old Abby Burger Bistro location. We'd been to both. As we rolled into the parking lot the cars numbered more than I expected. That was just the first of many surprises. The place was packed. Elderly drunk people listening to live music. I use that term lightly, since most of 'em were our age. Shhhh! The Crew has always stated no venue can score an A in atmosphere without live music. But, just because it's live music does not make it good music. Though loud at times and not impressive, with a little alcohol in the patrons systems, the band could hold their own. Did I mention they were loud? Bourbon Street had done some rehab on the building and extended the bar. We grabbed a table in back to help deaden the sound. The service was friendly and while a wide selection of brew was available at some point, several were tapped out. I got my norm and Watt got his craft, both which were severed in room temp glasses. For our meal we gambled on BBQ Wings at $1.20 per wing. One would think for that price the wings were huge, yet these were on the smallish size and no way near a pound in weight. They had a nice flavor but not the sauce we were expecting. Our main meal was the Grilled Chicken Quesadillas. 
While the chicken had a nice favor there were no fixings of any kind. So it was just a chicken and cheese wrap to me. And LWatt's salad looked like she could've bought it a supermarket. Overall, the fare was disappointing. So yes, we had a band. Yes, at some point they had numerous craft beers. And yes, the new venue has potential. However, we called it as we saw it. In the summer jungle, survival is about stability and consistency. Performance must meet the Crew's par. The Survival Journey carries on.
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THE RATINGS- Beer: C BBQ Wings: B- Grilled Chicken Quesadillas: C Southwest Chicken Salad: C- Atmosphere: B- Value: C+ Overall Score = 2.25 |
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