We went for a bite to eat before the show. At Mister B's. A total hole in the wall type restaurant. Dark and kinda sketchy. We were a little apprehensive to be honest. A co-worker had suggested it to me. John is always nervous of my ideas. I get it....sometimes I am way out there. In the beginning this idea was not looking so good to him. From the outside it looked fun!
The food looked amazing in the pictures.
My sweet sister and her husband.
Her husband had to use the flashlight on his phone to get a good look at the menu.
John and I in the shadows.
It was one of those places where all the guys at the bar were regulars. Were every inch of wall was covered in memorabilia.
So the verdict was still out at this point with John. He felt like we had driven through the ghetto to get to the restaurant. Here we were in this shady looking place were a flashlight was needed to read the menu and the guys at the bar were on a first name basis with the bartender.
Once the food arrived and we began enjoying our dinner...well holy heck, the best little hole in the wall restaurant ever. Amazing food. Too much of it. The price was so reasonable. Great service. We would visit there again for sure!!!!
On our way to the restaurant I saw so many sad houses. You would be driving and there would be a family out front of their house and then a few doors down a condemned house boarded up, sad and vacant. House after house. This isn't something you see a lot of in our neighborhood. Yes sad houses that need some work...ours was one of those. But vacant, make you wonder were the family went that lived there houses. In fact when we crossed the boarder into Niagara Falls, NY, you would assume that there would have been a booming little neighborhood. You have people coming across to the casino all hours....there was store front after store front boarded up. It was like a ghost town. It was sad.
I could not help but feel a pang of guilt for enjoying such a nice meal just minutes before I took these photos and a pang of guilt that my girls have such a secure life. It isn't fair. It makes me very sad sometimes. I don't understand how the world can be so uneven. How a child can be going without, how a family can lose their home and just a three hour drive away, a family has what they need.......heck two doors down a family has what they need. I have a hard time wrapping my head around it all.
In a neighborhood where there were such sad lonesome homes....boarded up store fronts....there was also bright and amazing that danced over that bit of gloom and somehow made the neighborhood sing. Made it happier.
If I recall this was actually a church. Amazing. So much fun and colour. It was like a ray of sunshine spreading out across those sad lonely empty homes.
We ended up at the casino for the show. So a few things. First there is smoking in the casino. I did not even think places could legally still do this but apparently they can. For that reason I would probably not ever attend a show there again. It was gross. There wasn't smoking inside the show but in the lobby/casino....you had to walk through a haze of smoke to pee. Gross. Gross. Gross. Second, Platinum Blond needs to stop performing. Way past their prime. Defiantly expired.
The second act...Giant Tiger. Well they seemed far less comatose on stage and so I suppose if they continue to perform that is fine although I can't say I would seek out going to see either band again.
The 80's were fun but I am kind of glad we got through them and have moved on. It was a fun night out. We enjoyed good company and a run to Walmart for chocolate and beer after the show. Gotta have your chocolate and beer for Walmart!!