Darwin's Theory

[trof]

Ever been there?
This one:

It's in Anchorage.
Hole-in-the-wall bar.
Owned by a guy named Darwin.
It was one of my regular stops when I was in town.

It was said that Darwin's would have to step up a couple of notches to become a 'dive'.
It was dark and comfy and had an eclectic clientel. Everything from sourdoughs to college profs, hookers to society dames.

Had a huge, theater type popcorn machine.

The specialite de la maison was the Red Hot.
A liberal shot of cinnamon schnapps with a dash of Tabasco.
Very warming on a frigid winter's night.
Tastes a lot better than it sounds.
A lot like Red Hots candy.
You had to down it all at one go.
That was the rule.

In honor of the house drink, the string of red lights around the bar are peppers.
I only got kicked out once or twice.
Sooner or later, EVERYBODY was kicked out at least once.
When Darwin drank, he became somewhat...volatile?
Kinda like making your bones here by having a thread locked.
You HAVE had one locked, haven't you?
;-)

[trof]

1. Maybe some of the evening folks?

Been to Darwin's?
:shrug:

[skygazer]

2. I've been somewhere similar

When I was growing up, the town of 8000 people I lived in had 28 bars. Worked out to one bar for every 285 people or so. They were always full.

There was a bar for every taste, from the elegant to the dance club to the honky tonk to the gay bar to the highly questionable and violent. I hung out at all of them from the time I was about 16.

There was somewhat of a progression among those of the "dive" sort. When you got thrown out of Ransom Hastings, you went to the Quarter Moon. When you got thrown out of there, you went to the Green Door. When you got thrown out of there, you went to Mike's. And if you managed to get thrown out of Mike's, you went to Mac's Pub. I only know of one guy who got tossed out of there (literally, too) - I was there the night he pulled a gun on someone and three guys heaved him through the plate glass window.

Even so, they were all pretty cool and cozy places with a lot of character (and characters). Some of the bar fights that got going in those places were legendary, still talked about today. You could count on seeing at least a couple a week.

Rowdy times but I kind of miss them. Bars are pretty homogenous these days and liability is such an issue that you don't see the things you once did. Probably a good thing but not nearly as interesting.

[BarenakedLady]

3. Not yet.

I've been involved in several locked threads, but never one I started myself. O8)

[Kali]

4. I lived in Anchorage in the mid 70's for a winter.

I was too young for bars, although I started partying before we were up there. At that time Anchorage was as you describe the clientele of Darwin's. "eclectic ... Everything from sourdoughs to college profs, hookers to society dames." Texans to Seattle hippies. Natives and blue collar workers. I worked at a restaurant with a guy from Equador, the owner was a black guy from the south (good bbq!), my boss was this cool older woman who worked the cruise ships in summer - her kid was a biker. I was a desert rat from AZ. I have a probably false memory of the place. It was more diverse than anywhere I ever lived, and it seemed like everybody got along. At least all the people I was partying with! Fun times.

[Connonym]

5. Great, I'm taking that as a personal challenge n/t