The Dive Bomber: Lunch and a Bucket at the Block House Saloon
Two guys sat at the bar, lamenting the approach of old age -- 40 -- and poking fun at Tiger Woods on the news. One drank coffee. The other, a can of Sprite. Next to me a woman smoked, sipped from a can of Milwaukee's Best and fidgeted with an empty shot glass.
I ordered a beer and said yes when the bartender asked if I wanted lunch. She looked surprised when I asked for a menu. For $6.50 I got a BLT on toasted white bread, flaming hot crinkle-cut fries and a bottle of Bud Light...but not much entertainment.
I did enjoy looking at the lovely green tin roof ceiling, though.