Dear Brotherhood,
We are writing this letter to express our deepest, undying love for you. Your beauty is untouchable, your red walls and thoughtful lighting softens even the hardest of faces and hearts. We love the instant feeling of comfort and security as we walk in your front door. It's like a giant hug.
Your decor is inspiring. If you let us, we would bury our faces in your fabric wall hangings, almost smelling John Kennedy's beautiful mousy brown hair and feeling the kick of wind as another matador begins battle.
Your bar is long and curves in just the right spots, a beautiful stage for your bartenders to perform. Creating, debating and mediating are their specialties. Inspired by us locals, the bartenders love us and their job, and you can see it in every shake, smile and stir.
We love your vintage charm, with strategically placed antique lamps, kung-fu tapestries and giant guitars hanging over our smitten heads.
We especially love your Billy D. Williams Colt 45 "Works every time" advertisement.
Your pool table is cheap, the pinball fun, and you are the only one around with a long, sleek shuffleboard table, where we can sling red and green pucks in acts of feverous ambition.
Oh, and sweet Broho, your patio is to die for. Where else can we debate, for hours on end, the consequential subtleties of tea parties and dance parties alike? Where else can we have the comfort of propane warmth in the winter and fresh air in the spring? And that new roof you built over the patio for us? It's perfect! How did you know? It fits just right and looks so nice. Thank you so much, its things like this that let us know you love us too...
Happy Hour is another way we know you care. Our mouths are watering just thinking of your 4 - 7 p.m. deals...What will it be next? A $2 Hefeweizen, a lemon squeezed with care? Or maybe a bar whiskey ginger? $1.50? Be still, my beating heart!
We love your parties, too, by the way. Your DJ's really spread the love, and your live shows are simply the best.
We can't believe you've been taking care of us for 70 years! And since Pit and his crew took over eight years ago, you've really shown your stuff, sweet Brotherhood. And like the finest alcohol, you only get better with age.
Love always,
Us