We arrived downtown last night about 7:30 and parked on Greene Street in front of the parking deck. We made our way over to Elm and the Wife dropped by Mechelle’s to say hi, while I hit the Center City Bar and Grille for a cold one. The Wife joined me a few minutes later and we enjoyed some appetizers and split a burger with killer sweet potato fries.
We hit the street at 9:00 and headed south into Design Archives, where a dumbass was torturing songs with a guitar. I suppressed the desire to run him off and we made our way into the Handmade Emporium. This was our third visit in as many months and you could see the result of some artists leaving and others arriving.
We continued south, perusing the shops, where the Wife made frequent acquaintance with customers of her stores. Eventually, we came upon the Elsewhere Collaborative and made our way to the back, where, sans A/C, a puppet show was being performed, featuring a doll dressed in S&M garb with a penis adorned with a chain holding a block of wood. It was too crowded with the be hip or die set, so I didn’t get a good look, but just as well, because it went right over my head. We made our way around a giant paper balloon in the next room, where kids were being read a story, apparently not concerned with the more adult fare nearby.
Around 10:30, we crossed the street and began heading back north, wandered through a couple of antique stores, where we lamented the passing of Lewis Street Antiques after the recent death of its owner. We made it to the railroad tracks as two very long trains were crossing, with corn syrup headed north and coal headed south.
We passed by Nattie’s, where the menu board was emblazoned with “Sold Out”, past Cheesecakes by Alex, which was mobbed with folks seeking the blueberry variety, and into the Green Bean to relieve ourselves and get a final beer.
Afterward, we bellied up to the bar, only to find there was no service, even though I could almost reach out and touch the taps. Rather than stand in line with the coffee drinkers, we made our way back out onto the street and toward City Center Park. At Friendly, we were nearly run over by four GTA buses. Finding nothing going on at the park, we walked back to the car and drove home. Except for a crowd at Kickback Jack’s on Battleground and a full Irving Park Plaza, Greensboro was sound asleep at 11:00.
I think we’ll find something else to do next month, or maybe just stay home. And we won’t be coming downtown for the Fun Fourth Festival.
15:45: BTW, almost eerily, each First Friday on Elm Street, we’ve run into Bill Hamilton of 99 Blocks. He used to be editor of Triad Style when the Wife worked there, so they go way back. Each time, I suggest he submit his RSS feed to GSO101. Last night, he indicated he’s received professional advice that it might not be a good idea. Flummoxed, I acceded to his opinion and bid him adieu. I can only guess whom at the N&R he’s been talking to.