The Crossroads At Garwood

I can't speak for the food but if you're after a good place to watch a band that you love this is it. Great atmosphere, acoustics, and crowd. Sometimes you wait a bit too long at the bar for your drinks, and the waitstaff is on the clueless side, but the adorable 80 year old lady "bouncer" outside collecting the cash at the door makes it all worth it. Plus, she asked myself (32) and my 33-year old friend if we were over 21 before she'd let us in. Bonus points!

This is another one of my favorite places to see live music because of the intimate setting. I've seen so many great performances here over the years and was always able to get a table right up front. Good beer selection and great service.

Let's get real here.

By the time I got to Crossroads (my first time) I was already at the point of no return. I can almost remember joke-heckling the guy in front asking for my ID, but I mostly can't. I have brief flashbacks of a big, spacey room, dark and colorful, and long tables set up with red solo cups at either end (thank God I wasn't just a little more aware or I would have hopped on that incredible opportunity to further destroy my liver). What I do remember quite clearly, however, is the awesome, wonderful, glorious plate of french fries I indulged in shortly after topping my drunkenness with more beer. My lanta, if there were ever a moment where I needed french fries, this was it, and Crossroads delivered.

Man. Man oh man. Those fries were the shit.