Oh Beejay's. I really really want to love your guts. I really do.
But if we are gonna have a good relationship there needs to be a few ground rules.
First, teasing me by putting the famous cocktail 'The Aviation', on the menu, and then the very next time and every time after that, never EVER having Maraschino liqueur in stock again, and then taking it off the menu? Well sorry, it just isn't good enough.
Sure, I once requested Don the Beach Comber's Zombie cocktail, back when you used to be cool, and would take requests for things that werent written down... and seemingly you liked it, and put a ring on it ( or at least put it on the regular menu) I can totally see why, because you know, It's a really tasty and amazing drink, best served in a Tiki mug... wait a sec... Oh man, you've gone and changed the glassware. I just cant abide it, OK?
I have to say, I think it's you, not me. And it was too soon in our romance for you to go and change everything like that. Old Grandad's gold rimmed whiskey tumblers are no place for an espresso martini, and frankly, i think you know it. What were you thinking?
Your tables, my God, your tables. If you insist on having your waitresses constantly shuffle from the bar to the Kitchen to the back courtyard, at least give them some room! There is seriously nothing more irritating than having the back of your chair knocked by a butt or a knee by someone trying to take drinks to another table.
And what is with the kid's bicycle theme? I give up.
I wanted to love you Beejay's. I wanted you to be my place of respite from the madding crowd, Sadly, it's over. Im going to make cocktails at home from now on. I even made my own Violette Liqueur, because I was that desperate. ( Ps: You can get Maraschino from Dan Murphys.. just sayin) read more