Friday!
I lost my superhuman omniscient powers this week. I’m going to get you started with the wine tastings, and please post other Friday night events in the comments. I’ll add them to the post as they come in. Thanks!
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I lost my superhuman omniscient powers this week. I’m going to get you started with the wine tastings, and please post other Friday night events in the comments. I’ll add them to the post as they come in. Thanks!
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From a little birdie…
Someone told me that they were walking down the mall and caught sight of some open air diddling last night…apparently the two wrapped it up and were left alone by the cops. I’m sure that people have had sex on the mall before, but it still strikes as a pretty, ahem, ballsy move for a Tuesday night.
by Colfer
Introduction
Riding down by the auto parts store in Waybo, with a skinny girl in a big Rita Heyworth bullet bra riding shotgun… but I digress. If you’re going to write about Waynesboro being a different world while not coming off as a snob, you’re still being a snob– unless you mention the lesbian in the waiting room.
Left of Center is hosting a local food get together at Maya at 5:30 PM tomorrow (Tuesday).
Our local food economy: why it’s important to eat local, why it’s so difficult to be a farmer, and how family farms are all but illegal in Virginia today. Colin Steele and Lynsie Watkins will tell their story of creating “Perfect Flavor,” the Waynesboro ice cream company making frozen treats entirely with local, seasonal ingredients. They believe passionately in the importance of supporting local farmers, and they have faced some huge hurdles in realizing that dream. And Gail Hobbes-Paige, of Caromont Farm, will talk about her experiences as a farmer, chef, caterer, goat farmer and cheesemaker. Her broad knowledge provides rare insight into our local food economy.
Should be exciting. Food…mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
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Ladies and Gentlemen, step right up for your week in review.
We got villains dissing on wine bars, gunshots at the Outback and some Grecian food. Don’t forget to stop around back to sample our smelly PR move, celebrity wannabies, and your favorite musical acts. When you leave, grab the gift bag– it’s full of tats, lawsuits, and monkey sex. Enjoy!
In alphy order. This is a team effort post for Superbowl Sunday! Just because these businesses have TVs does not mean they’re open today– I’ve posted what I know, and whatever you know, comment and I’ll fill it in next to each restaurant/bar. You can also add to this.
Go team!
Beer Run Definitely open (right now). Superbowl food specials today, starting at 2. Closes when?
Biltmore Definitely open, but call to check if private parties booked it before showing up.
B-Dubs aka BW3’s Will be a PARTY.
Continental Divide Seems likely, but social Darwinism will apply to those 10 or so bar seats. Can we confirm that it’s open on Sunday?
Court Square Tavern With a beer list like that, it would be a shame to stop the world from guzzling it on Superbowl Sunday. (But I don’t know.)
Crush Doubtful. Not a Superbowl watching venue, but I hope you stocked up on Superbowl wine.
Downtown Grille Dinner is served on Sundays, but I make no promises for late night.
Kiki ?
Maya The bar is open on Sundays! You can go to brunch now, too.
McGrady’s A given.
Nook Closes by kick-off, but go for brunch right now!
Shebeen Open, seems likely.
South Street Brewery Not open Sunday.
Three. Open, seems likely.
X Lounge Not open Sunday.
West Main I’m sure they’re doing something…
Wild Wings Probably the unofficial Superbowl HQ of Charlottesville.
Zinc Not open Sunday.
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Bowl of Super LII><8411z begins tomorrow at 6:18 PM. Booya. When giant men wearing spandex grab each other in odd places, we love it.
The Super Bowl represents the culmination of American sports, commercialism and good old fashioned brotherhood. You can be a lover of the commercials or a lover of the game, but the bottom-line is that the superbowl is for gay lovers (and by gay we mean platonically happy).
You certainly have your options…
I have fond memories of improvisation drills in drama classes, in my younger years– back when improv was for fun and not something you’re forced to do every time someone recognizes you in this city and you have no idea how you met them or what their name is. “Hey… you! I’m doing great! How are you doing?”