Colonel Hart's

Thursday is the day to go to Colonel Hart's.  The buffalo wings are off the hook -- and on Thursdays they are 35 cent each!  Go before 6 and Miller lites are $1.  Can't really beat that...

Caution - the mild wings are preeettty spicy.  Don't get medium or hot if you are a spice wimp like me.

Most of the bartenders are nice (including Jared) but some are not.  Oh well.  

Also I wish I could get carry out on the wings but they don't do that :(

Come and knock on my door, we'll be waiting for you....

We stopped here recently for lunch.  My husband won a gift certificate in a raffle and we decided to give it a shot.

Upon stepping into this place, the thought crossed my mind this was a bar that was "stuck in the 70's."  Visions of "Three's Company" danced through my head.  I thought for a brief second I mistakenly set foot in the Regal Beagle. I think I saw Mr. Roper wearing a blue leisure suit, hanging out at the corner of the bar with Jack, Chrissy, Janet, and most importantly - Larry.  This seems to be a "Larry" kind of bar.   It didn't surprise me, considering the clientele for this particular day seemed to be out of that age bracket.  Back in the day, I'm sure the same people that were there on Saturday used to hang out with their polyester shirts hanging open to expose all possible chest hair, and their gold chains-a blingin'.  Wood paneling, multicolored hanging pendant table lamps ala 1977, creepy ladies room.... yep, got it.

It seemed quite busy for a Saturday - and they had ONE guy working.  When the bartender actually came by, we ordered our drinks.  We waited another 20 minutes to get them, and then we were able to order.  When our order finally got out (and let me stress the word "finally") to our table, it wasn't anything to write home about. I got a grilled chicken sandwich, which was served on a limp bun...not much more to elaborate on that.  Yikes.  It was pretty disappointing.  The fries looked pretty gross, but since I can't eat fries, it didn't really matter.  They did not offer any substitutions for fries on the side so I got stuck with just my sandwich.

I don't think I'll be coming back anytime soon.  It was just kind of "meh."

My friends and I call it Colonel Lonely Hart's, sort of mashing it up with the title of the Beatle's album.  It's An enjoyable, laid back place to talk with friends, or catch a NBA playoff game.  Colonel Hart's helps to create a corner bar facet to the Tosa Village nightlife.  It consistently smells like frozen pizzas cooking and has a great jukebox.  Tap pitchers are reasonable and  their are pretty good specials, I remember a Tecate one specifically(Thursday nights maybe?)

As far as a date place, it's a good one-two punch pairing with Cafe Hollander across the street.  If a date is going super well stay at Cafe Hollander and enjoy the more expensive drink list. If it's not going so well, meander over to Colonel Hart's, maybe the somewhat vast change in setting will help spark something.  And if it doesn't, at least it won't vastly change the weight of your wallet.