It was a bad week. Â My wife (age 43) informed me that she had been carrying on an affair for the past 3 months with a 22 year old lifty from nearby Whitefish Mountain Resort. Â "I'd like a divorce," she said. Â
I skipped therapy and dealt with my problems the traditional way--by downing two bottles of 2010 Louis Jadot Beaujolais-Villages.
Where did I go to do this? Â Crush Wine Bar, thats where. Â Lively and upbeat, Crush was the perfect antidote to my melancholy. Â Â The place was brimming with young beauties who looked as though they'd be equally comfortable shredding sick pow as they would discussing the risks of credit derivatives with Jamie Dimon. Â Crush is refreshingly devoid of any trace of Pichuly, which seems to follow Western Montana girls around like a hungry puppy.
I left Crush with the digits of three hotties and an invitation to visit the private "dungeon" of a fit middle-aged couple! Â Bitch can have her broke 22 year old!
Crush is A++++++
These guys are under new ownership and are getting all the kinks worked out. They've got about six beers on tap and half pice everything on mondays.
Its a fun place and can make for a great spot for you and your crew to chill.
They also have a roll down screen to watch whatever sport is in season. I'm pretty sure they do private parties as well.