Another Titan Stumbles.....
The Stranger's Slog is telling us that the Jade Pagoda, that pseudo-venerable, undoubtedly institutional-esque, nominally Chinese Restaurant/bar (but mostly bar) on the end of the commerical part of Broadway, is closing.
I shall miss it.
The first time I ever went into the Jade, it was with my friends Ryan and Dave, way back in the late 80's. It was a dark, sinister place (which is my prefered style of bar) populated with equally sinister types. I remember vividly one bitter, soddenly drunk, middle-aged queen (in the gayest sense of the word) loudly denouncing women to the general population. His slurred words still ring in my ears "I just can't stand women. I can't be around them. It can be a dog....or a little girl.....it doesn't matter" Not long after that he literally fell off his barstool, and was not very tenderly escorted from the bar.
Many years went by before I revisited the Jade. I think I was terrified that I would become like the bitter woman-hating queen. So far, so good however.
In the late 90's I returned to the Jade, and started going back again and again. Absolutely nothing whatsoever had changed, except for the bitter queen (gone) and the addition of some Christmas lights. It did little to dispell the sinister atmosphere, and I was quite pleased with it.
But since moving to the suburbs and becoming a Christian homemaker, I have not been to the Jade. The Colonel doesn't like going out that much, and I never get to that end of Broadway anyway. But I never thought it would actually go away. I thought it would be there forever.
Once again, I was wrong.
Oh well. If you want one last cocktail, be sure to get there before the end of the month. That's when the last call happens.
I shall miss it.
The first time I ever went into the Jade, it was with my friends Ryan and Dave, way back in the late 80's. It was a dark, sinister place (which is my prefered style of bar) populated with equally sinister types. I remember vividly one bitter, soddenly drunk, middle-aged queen (in the gayest sense of the word) loudly denouncing women to the general population. His slurred words still ring in my ears "I just can't stand women. I can't be around them. It can be a dog....or a little girl.....it doesn't matter" Not long after that he literally fell off his barstool, and was not very tenderly escorted from the bar.
Many years went by before I revisited the Jade. I think I was terrified that I would become like the bitter woman-hating queen. So far, so good however.
In the late 90's I returned to the Jade, and started going back again and again. Absolutely nothing whatsoever had changed, except for the bitter queen (gone) and the addition of some Christmas lights. It did little to dispell the sinister atmosphere, and I was quite pleased with it.
But since moving to the suburbs and becoming a Christian homemaker, I have not been to the Jade. The Colonel doesn't like going out that much, and I never get to that end of Broadway anyway. But I never thought it would actually go away. I thought it would be there forever.
Once again, I was wrong.
Oh well. If you want one last cocktail, be sure to get there before the end of the month. That's when the last call happens.
posted by Catalina Vel-DuRay @ Thursday, August 24, 2006
2 Comments:
At 4:48 PM,
Fnarf said…
Did you ever eat in the "restaurant"?
I did, about ten years ago. Chicken in black bean sauce translated as two whole chicken breasts floating in a gallon of black beans straight out of the can. Flavored with nothing except salt. It was the most horrible thing I have ever seen, and I've eaten in Wales.
At 5:08 PM,
Catalina Vel-DuRay said…
You could eat at the Jade Pagoda? I always thought it was just for show, and they were running a white slavery operation out of the kitchen or something.
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