Friday, February 22, 2013

A walk on the wild side.

It is a little known fact, but Vinomaker and his friend Sky King share the same birthday.  And, like most men, they treat this little coinkydink with a certain air of contempt.  Upon greeting each other, on the occasion of their birthday, they may give each other a cursory nod, or a begrudged grunt.  Except this year.  Sky King insisted that we all go out for a celebratory dinner, his treat. The venue, his choice. So last night, after a mystery drive south out of Napa County, our party of four found ourselves at Chris's Club, Vallejo.
Dinner was a relatively simple, but unique, affair.  New York strip (cut to order), grilled (by yourself, I kid not), salad and baked potato - with a mandatory side of a lingerie.  Yes, scantily clad young ladies sashayed through the bar and around the tables as we ate our DIY dinner.  (I couldn't make this stuff up if I tried). And  you could buy raffle tickets for the chance to win an item of the efficiently modeled lingerie if you were so inclined, or a drink from the bar if you weren't.
The cast of characters in Chris's Club, (I do believe they all came straight from Central Casting and are perhaps slated to appear in the next Stephen King film), included a Bettie Paige sort-of-look-alike. Our Bettie, like some modern day Madame Guillotine, sat doing her knitting, at the edge of the dance floor, the entire evening. Perhaps she was knitting something for one of the lingerie-clad models.
If not quite as frightening as a horror flick, it was all still rather strange.  Thankfully, the evening's soundtrack was not that of dueling banjos (a la Deliverance), but instead the bluesy guitar picking of Alvon Johnson.
Forgive the grainy photograph - there was no way that I was going to take a photo of the inside of Chris's, or indeed stand outside the joint and focus my camera - it's my version of a drive by shooting. Wow!


NHwineman said...

Vinogirl, was it a "Cabaret" or was Steppenwolf lurking about?
No mention of wine; those darn not quite horrific scantily dressed girls were a bit distracting?
It all seems a bit exciting; no?

Thud said...

Ha! a night like that would have been nothing in your younger years, a night out with me resulted in more casualties, sounded like a good night though.

Vinogirl said...

NHW: I took a bottle of TWWIAGE's finest Cabernet sauvignon, $9 corkage fee, then tried to hide it behind the beer pitcher. Never was a wine bottle more out of place than that bashful 750ml bottle of Napa Valley fruitiness...stuck out like a sore thumb!

Thud: Yes, would have once took it in my a weird way it was a highly entertaining night.

Thomas said...


Coincidence, indeed. I have a close friend whom I've known since fourth grade. He is 15 minutes my senior.

He knows my wife, and he would NOT invite us to dinner in a place like that. She'd likely poison his NY strip--had you noticed the word "strip" as a nice pun, considering the place?

Vinogirl said...

Tomasso: Very nice pun, I doff my hat to you sir.