Half-A-Game

I went to see the Yankees play Tampa Bay at the new Yankee Stadium the other day. Managed to see half the game even though I was there until the end.

Whose On First?


I cannot believe that they built a stadium with seats positioned so that you can't even see first base. Who designed this thing, anyway.

You Have Got To Be Kidding


And from those seats I could not even read the scoreboard.

Is there any other stadium for any professional sport anywhere that has seats this bad? If you find one, I would love to see a picture. I will post it, I promise.

Atlantic Antic

Just another reminder that the Atlantic Antic is going to be this Sunday. Come early and stay late.

For more information, just click the poster:

Trust me, if you only make it to one New York street fair, this is the one. I guarantee, you will not be disappointed.

Pig Island

This Sunday, as you know, I will be going to the Atlantic Antic just a couple of blocks from where I live.  I love this street fair.  A lot of my favorite bars along this stretch of Atlantic Avenue participate.  Great food, plenty of beer, music, belly dancers, just about everything your little heart could desire.

But I want to call your attention to another event that is coming up:



This event takes place on Governor's Island and should be a hoot.  The early-bird price is $75 a person but it includes both the food and the beer.  Sam, from the Waterfront Ale House, will be one of those doing their smokin' and grillin' so I know there will be good food.  The other chefs and cooks who are participating are no slouches either.

Check out the details and you might want to join in as well:

Just Click The Pig

And Now, A Word From Our Sponsor

Okay, that isn't really correct.  Bar Man doesn't have a sponsor.  But, on occassion, I get sent things to me to possibly write about on my blog.  The other day I got a bottle of Jacob's Creek Moscato in the mail.

Better Than Bills




Showing admirable restraint, I saved this for several days so that I could bring it out to a small tailgate party at a friend's house.  Actually, there were just five of us, my friends Bob and The Lovely Loretta and their daughter, who is also a friend, Emily.  We were going to watch a double header featuring the Vikings and the now decrepit and much hated Brett Favre against the team with the most effeminate and disturbing uniforms in the whole NFL, the Miami Dolphins, in the first game.

The second game featured my team, the only offensive off the field but no offense on it Jets against the despised New England Patriots.  And to think that I lived in Boston for two years and actually followed them.  Well, the part of Boston where I lived you pretty much had to.  Rooting for another team could prove dangerous to your health.

When I was in Boston I used to watch the games in these little dive bars where nobody ever ordered anything but a beer and/or a shot.  And you better be drinking Budweiser and the shots weren't Jaegermeister.  They had those little TVs above the bar, two at the most.  Maybe one in the back, but not usually, and if they did there was a crowd back there that you weren't welcome to join.  And there was always a large guy sitting by the so-called public phone, but you didn't want to go over and ask to use it.

No, these weren't places where you would root for anyone but the home team.

But I digress.  Man, did I digress.

Anyway, we all decided to sample the Jacob's Creek Moscato

We poured it into some of the finest plastic glasses I have ever seen.

Ready For The Taste Test


Bob, The Lovely Loretta and Emily


The Mysterious Chinese Woman


For some reason the Mysterious Chinese Woman has become concerned that whenever I take a picture of her holding a glass or a bottle her head looks small in comparison to what she is drinking.  I said you'e just noticing that?  Haven't you seen the picture of you on my home page?  I had to work hard to shoot around the glass.  As you can imagine, this got a big laugh out of her.

And Bar Man Enjoying His


So, what was the verdict.  Well, it was a very refreshing, yet sweet wine.  It has a pleasant fruitiness to it, but nothing overwhelming.  I really can't see drinking this with a meal.  Hmm, maybe you could pair it with something really spicy.  That would be an interesting contrast.  Maybe I will try it with an Indian curry.  It would be very good with a plate of fresh fruit while you are sitting somewhere, preferably outside, with a great view.  On the beach or on a dock looking out at the lake.  At a relatively benign 8 % ABV you can pretty much sip it all afternoon.

So the verdict is that I will probably go out and buy a couple of bottles for just such occassions.  Except for the outside and great view part.  The Mysterious Chinese Woman and I will probably drink it in my apartment while watching an old movie on television.

Brett Favre had a miserable game, throwing three interceptions and being stripped of the ball once, and the Vikings lost to the Dolphins.  Jeez, even the name is effeminate  Miami Dolphins, it almost sounds like it should be the name of a televison series.  Kind of like a Charlie's Angels, but set in Miami.

The Jets started off like they really didn't have an offense.  I think the Patriots controlled the ball for about 13 minutes of the first quarter.  But then Sanchez turned it on and we prevailed and, indeed, kind of trounced the hated Patriots.

Sunday is the Atlantic Antic here in Brooklyn.  The best street fair in all of New York City; and believe me, I have been to most of them.  At 2:30 PM the Black Coffee Blues Band will be playing in front of the Waterfront Ale House, AKA Pete's.  You can probably guess where I will be.

Toto, We Aren't In Prague Anymore

Well, actually, we were still in Prague.  However, the prices had moved on a bit.  For our last night the Mysterious Chinese Woman and I headed up to the Cloud Lounge atop the Prague Hilton.  The place was quite spectacular and offered a lovely view of the city and the river just a short distance away.  It was a bit overcast, but still a nice view.

The prices here weren't outrageous, at least not by New York standards.  About eight bucks each.  For similar (more about that later) drinks in New York in a similar venue double that wouldn't be uncommon.

We could just sit and watch the boats go through the locks on the river while nibbling on the free nuts and chips.  Now I know, how sad is it that this is what amuses me these days.

But The Mysterious Chinese Woman Always Amuses Me


That is a faux Mai Tai that she is drinking.  I say faux because I think a real Mai Tai is supposed to have rum in it.  There was none that I could taste.

I had a Hemingway Daiquiri that is made with rum, grapefruit juice, maraschino liquor and lime juice.  Well, that is the way it is supposed to be made.  Again, no taste of rum whatsoever.  The taste of the marashino liquor came through though.  Unfortunately, this is not a taste that I particularly care for.

Looking A Bit Like Papa


I suspect that if Hemingway had been served a drink like this he would have thrown it in the bartender's face, jumped over the bar and made his own.  Bar Man would have gladly paid New York prices for a New York drink, which means a stiff one.

By the way, the reason Hemingway liked his daiquiris this way was because he was diabetic.  A regular daiquiri just has rum, lime-juice and sugar.  Guess he was cutting down on the sugar.  I know a few diabetics who don't seem to have a problem with alcohol.  Rum and diet coke is very popular with that crowd.

The next day I had a beer in the Prague Airport and, I guess, no surprise, the prices were about what you would pay in any airport bar, about seven bucks.  It was a nice bar though, and the beer, a draft Pilsner Urquell, was excellent.

A Hip, A Pot, A Mess


As much as I like to travel, I always like coming home too.  I really like my neighborhood, partially because it is a microcosm of the whole world.  And, of course, there is the Waterfront Ale House.  It didn't take me long to pop in there after my return.

I started off the lovely, warm and sunny afternoon with a Victory Sunrise Weiss.  Now it was warm and sunny yesterday, but we got hit with two tornados the night before.  They missed my neighborhood and I slept right through the storm,  But they did a lot of damage not far from me and one woman died after getting hit by a falling tree.  Of course several subway lines and the Long Island Railway were out of service.  This is why I laugh when our Mayor says that in the case of a hurricane we wouldn't have any problem evacuating the city using public transportation.

Anyway, the beer was delicious.  Nice and crisp with citrus notes.  A dark yellow with a large, light and white foamy head.  It was 5.7% ABV, which is reasonable, and was quite quaffable.  Victory is a brewery located in Easton, Pennsylvania and they put out a more than decent line of beers.  Their Hopdevil and Prima Pils are two favorites of mine.

My next beer was a Valeir's Belgian IPA.  This is brewed by Conteras in Gavere, Belgium.  It is 6.5% ABV but tastes much stronger than this.  The alcohol really comes through, not like those drinks at Cloud Lounge.  There wasn't anything particularly note-worthy about this one, and I wouldn't go out of my way to order it again.  Of course, if one was given to me I would drink it.

My last beer was really an interesting one, an Arcadia Jaw-Jacker Ale.  It had an unusually spicy flavor to it.  I couldn't put my finger on it at first, but then it came to me, a spicy pumpkin pie.  It doesn't have any pumpkin in it, but it does have cinnamon, allspice and nutmeg.  And it pours a nice pumpkin orange.  An excellent October beer, even if it is still September.  Oh, and it is 6% ABV so you can drink a few of them without falling off the hay-wagon.

In the overly optimistic department, I see where MasterCard has been charging an extra $10 dollars if you use it to buy lotto tickets, treating it as a cash advance.

And in the "define miracle" department, the pastor of a church whose steeple was blown off by the storm we had the other night says he believes it was a miracle that no one was hurt.  I guess that is just the way miracles work, you blow off the steeple but don't let it injure anyone.

The perfect timing department has to focus on the cover story in this issue of Vanity Fair about how Lindsay Lohan is really trying to clean up her act juxtoposed with today's news that she just failed another drug test and is looking at jail time.

I see where Paris Hilton pleaded guilty to cocaine possession and faces a year's probation and 200 hours of community service.  Hasn't she already serviced a community or two?

Going to a tailgate party at a friend's house tomorrow and making my much-in-demand Carolina-style pulled pork sandwiches.  I will be wearing my Brett Favre Jets jersey too.

Meandering Around Town

The Mysterious Chinese Woman and I like to check out grocery stores and the public transportation system when we travel.  It kind of gives you a bit of a flavor of a city that you don't get otherwise.  Of course what we check out in the grocery stores differs a bit.

The Section That I Like


They had a large selection of beers, and the prices were very reasonable.

Pilsner Urguell - About $1 For Half A Liter


Budweiser For A Bit Less Than $1 For Half A Liter


And that is the real Czech Republic stuff too.  The Beer of Kings, not the King of Beers.

We purchased an all-day pass that let's you take the subway, tram, and bus as much as you want for 24 hours.  It cost $10 and was worth it.  There is an extensive tram system that hooks up with the subway and bus lines at various points.  The only drawback is the map you get is nigh on to undecipherable.

A Really Confusing Map


The subway part wasn't too bad, but trying to figure out the number system and routes of the trams was impossible.  We just got on one and let it take us wherever it went.

Hmm, Not The Best Part Of Town


Oh well, you can just get off at the end of the line and go back again.

The End Of The Line


We passed a little restaurant that was doing a brisk business and it was right next to a subway stop so we figured it would be a good place to get lunch.

U Jagusky


Now I told you that prices were very reasonable here, but check out this menu.  And keep in mind that there are about 20 crowns to one dollar.

Such A Deal


We ordered a single serving of the pork with saurkraut and dumplings and it was plenty for the both of us.

Under Four Dollars


Not only did we get plenty to eat, it was very good.  The pork was nice and tender with crispy fat, the saurkraut was well seasoned and a bit sweet in the Czech style, and the dumplings were light and fluffy and soaked up the tasty gravy really well.

Of course we washed it all down with a couple of big beers.

Goes Great With Pork


And With Dumplings Too


I think our entire meal with the beers and including a tip was less the eight dollars.  And I probably over-tipped.  In fact, it looked like I was the only one in the place who left a tip.  I can see why this place was so popular.  If I lived in Prague I would be a regular.

After our meal we waddled, we are waddling a lot now, to the subway where we took the fastest escalator that I have ever been on.  You kind of need a running start to jump on.

One Fast Escalator


And, once again, you can't help but be impressed by the cleanliness of the subway stations. 

Pretty Much Spotless


What is it about people in the United States, and especially New York, that makes them consider the subway system, and the streets for that matter, a large garbage can.  It is disheartening to see how pretty a city can be when people don't throw their garbage all over.  New York could actually look as nice as it does in the movies after the film crews clean it up to shoot a scene.  Central Park never actually looks as nice as it does in Woody Allen movies.

We switched lines and got off at a stop that looked like it might be by the river.  It wasn't, but there was a little hotel with a small outdoor area where we could sit and have a beer.

A Perfect Place For A Beer Break


Not the sunniest of days, but still warm enough to sit outside and wet our whistles.

Getting Our Noses Wet




After our beers we caught another tram and then got off when it stopped near a bridge.  We needed to cross the river to get back to the side with our hotel.

Plenty Of River Traffic


We passed a little park and I had to stop to use the restroom.  I was impressed by their signage, although it took me a minute or two before I figured out what they meant.







I hope Photobucket doesn't consider these to be inappropriate.

By the way, that last sign was for the room with the changing table and, it appears, only women are allowed to change a diaper.  But that is only as it should be.

The Mysterious Chinese Woman spotted another little restaurant that she wanted to check out so, of course, we popped in.

A Cute Corner Place


They had outdoor tables but it was getting to be late afternoon and there was a chill in the air.

Not Too Chilly For A Beer, Though


And A Plum Brandy Chaser


And if you think that their plum brandy is a sweet drink like, perhaps, blackberry brandy in the United States, you are wrong.  It is clear and a lethal 100 proof with not a bit of the taste of the plum.  Not bad, though.

The Mysterious Chinese Woman Settled For Tea


And that was pretty much our day.  We stopped back at the grocery store and picked up some dried sausage and cheese for dinner and ate that while we drank champagne and mead cocktails. That was the "free" champagne we got on the boat when we bought our drink package and a bottle of mead that I bought from a guy selling it at one of our boat landings.  Mix them together and it makes a really nice cocktail.

This is our last day here in Prague and I lose my internet connection later this afternoon. As a result there probably won't be any more posts for a couple of days.  We leave here at 10:30 AM and get home a little after 7:00 PM.  Doesn't sound too bad, but don't forget that six hour time difference. It is almost a nine hour flight from Berlin. Plus that flight from Prague to Berlin.  Short, but a couple hour layover.

It has been a really nice trip and Viking did a good job taking care of everything.  The only thing I would do differently is check out my own travel arrangements.  But usually you do get the best prices if you get it with the package.

I still have a lot of pictures from when we were on the boat and will be posting them once I get home.  I probably have several posts worth.

Smelling A Setup

I love all of the attention the Jets are getting for, hmm, I am not actually sure.  Making sexually suggestive comments to Ines Sainz, a former Miss Universe contestant?  I am sure she didn't do anything to elicit them.

Don't All Reporters Dress Like This?


She said she was so embarassed.  And I am sure she was, being such a modest person.

Miss Modesty


Okay, now this I don't understand.  I downloaded a picture from Google of Ines Sainz wearing a bikini, no exposed breasts or anything, and Photobucket still deems it inappropriate.  Go figure.  I think I need another photo hosting service.  It is bad enough that they delete pictures that I have taken in museums because, gasp, a breast was exposed, but this is getting stupid.

Let's See If This One Is Considered Appropriate


That one, obviously, is an Esquire cover shot.  If Photobucket can't deal with that they really have some people judging these pictures who probably need professional help.  But I think you get my point.  Ines isn't exactly a shrinking violet who easily gets embarassed by the attentions of members (the pun was intended) of the opposite sex.
Now don't get me wrong, I don't think it is appropriate to treat any woman in a way other than the way she wants to be treated.  But come on, don't you think Ines might have been trying, at least just a little bit, to elicit the reaction she got?  After all, how much attention would she have received if she had dressed more modestly, had her interview with Sanchez, and nothing happened.  Oh, but Ines said she did dress modestly.  One can only wonder what she wears when she dresses provocatively.

Addendum - After seeing the score of last night's game (it didn't start until 1:00 AM here in Prague) it looks like the incident with Ines was the only offensiveness the Jets were capable of showing.

A Bit Of A Hodge Podge

We are now in Prague and have checked in at the Prague Hilton.  We docked yesterday and took the bus a short way to the hotel to drop off our luggage and then got back on the bus to go on a city tour.  The bus dropped us off at the train station and then we went on a bit of a walking tour.  I will cover some of the hi-lites later, but you will be proud to know that Bar Man managed to get seperated from the group at some point.  Quite inadvertent, I assure you.  I popped into a souvenier shop that wasn't on our intinerary and when I popped out the tour group had moved on.

Fortunately I had spotted an interesting sight of my own to see earlier on our little walk.  Here is what everyone else was looking at.

A Church Of Some Historical Importance


I spotted something much more interesting right across the street.

An Australian Pub


Although I couldn't find our tour group, I was able to retrace my steps back to Fat Boy's Pub where, as you can see, I was devastated by being separated from my group and the Mysterious Chinese Woman.

Simply Inconsolable


There was a group of about six people in the place and one young lady was from St. Paul, Minnesota. As many of you know, I am originally from Minneapolis, Minnesota and the two cities are known as the Twin Cities, hence you have the Minnesota Twins baseball team on which Kent (buy me a vowel) Hrbek, of "forward momentum" fame and future Hall Of Fame inductee (if it was up to me) played.

Even I have a hard time understanding that last sentence, and I wrote it.

My Hero, Kent Hrbek


Okay, a bit of back tracking now.  I had mentioned the two Pilsner Urguells that I bought for about three dollars here in the Czech Republic.  You can see that the big beer is, indeed, a big beer.

Bar Man And His Big Beer


And that three dollars also included a little beer for the little lady.

A Petite Beer And The Petite Mysterious Chinese Woman


Bouncing back to Prague, I guess teenagers can be a bit inconsiderate in any country.

Can You Think Of A Better Place To Sit?


After a long day of sight seeing, and longer for me because I had to walk back to the hotel when I couldn't find the tour bus after drinking in Fat Boy's Pub, we figured we would just eat at the hotel.  But, give me a break, travel all the way to Prague for Mexican food.  I don't think so.  And the prixe fix dinner was fifty bucks.  That is more than I would pay in New York even after including a few Margaritas.

Nothing Says Prague Like A Mexican Festival


A couple of new friends that I met on  our boat:

Our Boat


decided to head across the street to a little place.

The Unpronounceable Restaurant And Pub


Here we had large plates of decent food for a much more reasonable twenty bucks, and that included a few beers. I should have taken pictures of the food, but the Mysterious Chinese Woman had a whole roasted duck, I had smoked porkchops and our friends Carol and Dave had a large frying pan of potatoes with pork and some kind of a pork neck dish, I think.  And more dumplings than you could possibly eat.  They love dumplings here.  And, of course, beer.

Carol, Dave and Bar Man And, Of Course, Beer


That wasn't a very good picture of Carol and Dave so here is a nicer one.

Carol And Dave


Dave was a very funny fellow and his jokes really helped stretch out our vacation.  And, in the small world department, my brother and his then wife ued to live in Avoca, a town with a population of about seven in southwestern Minnesota.  Avoca isn't far from the megapolis of Fulda, population of at least fifty.  Dave's brother lived in that area and Dave had been to both of those towns.  What are the odds of that.

Oh yes, mustn't forget the Mysterious Chinese Woman enjoying her beer.

Do I Have Foam On My Face?


They seem to have a nice little trolley system here in Prague so I am going to get a couple of all day passes and just ride them around the city today.  Maybe we will just buy some bread and cheese and have that with our free bottle of Champagne tonight.

Oh, yeah, about the Champagne. We were supposed to have a little party with Carol and Dave last night.  But Dave couldn't wait and he opened his bottle as soon as he checked into his room.  It wasn't even chilled yet so when the cork popped off he managed to hit and break a ceiling light.

Everybody, from the guide books to the hotel to the tour guides warn you about the taxis here.  Apparently they make a practice of ripping of tourists.  When I couldn't find the tour bus at the train station I asked at an information booth how to get back to the hotel.  He said he could call me a cab and it would cost about five dollars.  I asked if I couldn't just take one of them parked in front and he said if they heard me speak English they would probably charge me about twenty-five dollars.  And I thought New York was bad.

I just walked back to the Hotel and, as luck would have it, managed to connect with the tour bus that was dropping off some people who didn't want to continue with the little city tour.  Ah, and you can probably imagine how the Mysteriou Chinese Woman reacted when I showed up.  I can't say it was with overwhelming relief that I was safe and sound.