I saw my first few snow flakes this week. I was coming out of a local store with John and there they were – just floating down from the evening sky. It lasted about 30 seconds, but long enough to change our mood completely. Isn’t it amazing how just a little bit of frozen water can make a person feel new or blue. I guess it depends on your memories of snow. My friend Marcie hates winter/snow and begins her annual hibernation right about now, She will emerge at the first sight of spring.
As for me – I really love the snow! I think the whole Christmas season would suck without that pretty, fluffy stuff. As for hibernating? Not me! This is the perfect time of year to start looking for the next cozy cocktail bar.
Tee, hee, hee … By George Miller, I think I found it! As the weeks fly by, I sometimes struggle for my next article, as I try to come up with the next chapter of “Bruce in the City”. Then, suddenly you realize it’s been in front of you the whole time.
Over the last two years, as I travelled home from work, a red neon light beckoned to me. I take a long and winding road to my sunny glenway but I never stopped to check this place out. With the sudden chill in the air, I thought I might find some warmth inside those red neon lights.
This time, I wasnt on my way home from work, but I did hop off my bus as the neon beckoned. Upon entering the bar, I heard some cool music coming from its inner depths. Were my ears deceiving me? Could it be – jazz? I love jazz and don’t really get to hear enough of it. Most bars tend to cater to rock and roll. Sometimes that just doesn’t do it for me. I like to think this city has some culture in it’s night life.
I take my seat at the round bar and look over my shoulder. Slinky Blondie is suddenly singing salutations in her sultry voice. I begin my love affair with my bartender and jazz mistress. I say to myself what a wonderful world! I decide to go for a beer on tap. I know – beer, but it just felt right. I wished John was with me. But, I soon discovered that I was alone but not lonely. The light conversation with the friendly patrons lent a hand to this perfect solo outing. Hell, they were even friendly in the men’s room! Even at the urinal, there was more conversation than I am comfortable with.
She performed some standards from Joni Mitchell, Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Arrmstrong. The bar seemed to resonate with the vibe of the roaring 20’s. I spent a couple of good hours there and had a little nacho snack along with my clamato and beer. I want to take John the next time – I think he would really like it there.
As I said goodnight to the bartender and my new friends, the vocalist approached me with a wink and a whistle. She shook my hand and thanked me for coming. I was surprised! And, all of a sudden, I realized she recognized me from my performance at Cafe California earlier this year. What a small world! And, with a wink and a whistle back, I floated out of “Whistlers.
Another successful evening! As I left, a few more flakes fell on my cheeks. I instantly knew that this winter would be wonderful!
4 kisses out of 5!!!