Douchebag Night (cont.) Don’t even want to talk about it. 2001 Chestnut St.
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Douchebag night (cont.) Hell. A very crowded, sweaty hell. They both drank Fat Tires. 3154 Fillmore St.
Douchebag Night (cont.) Balboa Cafe was the second stop of DB night/donate money to the Newsom campaign coffers. The bar was packed but they were able to snag a good corner table and were joined by a bunch of their friends, all in theme. Peat … Read More →
Peat and Glen decided to make a theme night out some of the more iconic Marina bars. The next four bars are part of a series entitled “Douchebag Night.” Peat and Glen donned some borrowed Ed Hardy apparel, made use of excessive hair gel, and … Read More →
Jones is the TGI Fridays of sports bars. Highlights included a ridiculous number of TVs, an employee with an office-email-forward caliber mullet, and a complete lack of people. The group was joined by old friends of Peat’s who made a brief appearance. Nikolai, however, had … Read More →
Tipsy Pig is a gastropub that showed up to the party two hours after it got broken up. Not even their fully predictable menu of sliders and other generic “New American” dishes can help them save face. However, unsurprisingly, Tipsy Pig is very popular amongst … Read More →
Delaney’s was a very typical Marina bar – notes in the official log are sparse. Glen and Beat had Bud Lights. Pass. 2241 Chestnut Street | Yelp
This bar smelled like a combination of feet and vomit (think Kel’s in North Beach.) Reggie, a resident drunk at Monaghan’s, assured the group that the smell was worse than usual. The group ordered their usual round of Bud Lights and situated themselves near the … Read More →
Marina Lounge was the first certifiable dive bar in the Marina (Bar None isn’t a dive – it tries too hard). The highlight was Golden Tee, which occupied Glen, Shamus and Nikolai for most of the visit. Also of note is that the bar is … Read More →
Nothing special about this bar either. Peat and Glen had Amstel Lights. Nikolai, Shamus, Reggie, et al. had some other form of bottled beer. The only thing of note was the small group of obnoxious Marina denizens in full-on swim attire being rowdy in the … Read More →
The group had grown considerably at this point, and took up most of one half of the large oval bar. Glen and Peat got Budweisers, and could hear Nikolai at the other end of the bar, still raving about Mauna Loa’s Goldfish. The bartender was … Read More →
Time and again Peat had heard from his acquaintances that Mauna Loa was “sketchy” and “horribly trashy.” Naturally, this excited Peat and Glen. However they were let down. As soon as they stepped foot in Mauna Loa, they realized it was no divier than the … Read More →