Maybe it’s a sign of getting older (!), but fewer and fewer of my “nights out” include multiple IPA’s and dancing. And I’m finding that’s not a bad thing.
Temple Bar is by far one of my most favorite places for a drink or snack. I generally think of it as a romantic-date place, but I always have fun in this dark, funky, mismatched furniture-adorned wine bar.
A friend and I walked down from our Bellingham neighborhood on a Saturday in May to have a drink at Temple Bar and a late movie at the Pickford Cinema. BTW: The Pickford just received a lot of necessary funding for its new Film Center on Bay Street. Currently, its 80-seat theater is the only one in operation. While it’s small and quirky in all the right ways, Bellinghamsters are super anxious for a larger, cush place to watch indy movies and drink beer (!).
But I digress… we just had drinks at Temple Bar (but for the record, their cheese and antipasti plates and Panini’s are amazing…as are their desserts), then walked 3 blocks to the Pickford to see The Runaways (entertaining but lives up to the rep of a B movie). We enjoyed freshly popped (and NOT over-priced) popcorn with 4 different “serve yourself spices” (who needs salt with brewers malt and spicy mix?), squeaky chairs and sat in close proximity to 60 others to hear their every whisper, laugh and cough.
Walked home with hat and gloves (come on, I said it was May, not August) and felt soberly content to be living in the town of subdued excitement.