The Dive Bomber: Weber's
No, the Dive Bomber didn't get confused and visit the popular Webster Groves sports bar. This Weber's is tucked behind the new Billy Goat Chip Company on Macklind at Loughborough. I visited Weber's with my friends Deborah and Larry on a March Madness night. So of course the televised sport of choice was trash-can throwing WWE wrestling.
The closest thing to competition at Weber's is a shot called "Sex on the Pool Table." The bartender told us, "We really need to change the name of that one to Sex on the Shuffleboard, since we got rid of the pool table."
|Do you need some eggs before you go?|
I'm not sure if the guy meant this as a pick-up line or medical advice. (I want to believe that the shot was named after the comic.) The bartender shot him a look and a tsk tsk. He slunk away to a table, muttering an apology.
|NOT the Webster Groves sports bar.|
I like taverns with such a strong maternal presence. Everyone flies right when Mama's running the tavern. Deborah was able to knit while having a drink without having to use her needles as weapons. If your whiskey sour's too heavy on the whiskey, Pam the bartender will leave the sour mix with you so you can make it just right. Do you need some eggs before you go? She'll get you some eggs.
Weber's is the bar my grandmother would have operated, if she wasn't a teetotaling Pentecostal.