Ok, so there's this bar/restaurant called Cobra Lounge (235 North Ashland Avenue) that my friend Julie and I had the pleeeeasure of doing a drink-by when her friend Michelle was in town. Michelle is a tall, beautiful, rowdy-as-fuck blond, who loves to fight and is confrontational as hell ... which basically sounds like a great time, right? Well, for the most part, 'tis. Unfortunately, we reached the Cobra right before it closed after drinking and going skiing down a really not so pristine hill. (Mkay?!)
We go in there and it's dark and kinda biker-ish and there's this pole up some steep-ass stairs that I really wanted to play on, but it was surrounded by a metal bar that was basically the size of a hoola hoop! So no trix were to be had. I imagine some stick-thin girl simply gyrating up there with not much else going on. I'm sorry, but ... I'm from the hood where we have real ATHLETES who dance with poles and if I EVER saw them just gyrating, I would whip coins at their heads.
Ahem! Excuse me. Anyway, Julie can tell this story better than I can, but long story Rashida-style, I ended up having to wrap my arm around Michelle's waist to drag her away from this woman who thought she was tough next to this this blond, but who didn't realize that Michelle has more macho than a Village person and the quick reflexes of a professional kickboxer! (She spits too.) I mean, could I absolutely fall in love with this girl or what? Love me some crazies!!
Needless to say, we didn't get into a fight that night ... but that scared bitch who thought she was tough until Michelle puffed up her chest and challenged her started inching towards the door, maybe to call her posse or whatever the fuck, so I knew it was time to bounce. I like a good fight, but not there and not then.
All in all, I might have to go back to try out some of their specials. Guaranteed they won't remember me ... or maybe they will. Not sure if any other people of color go there. Hmmmm ... if I recall, they had Ice Cube on the juke so maybe they're a tolerant crowd. :D
Here's a reason to try: $5 Patron on Monday, $3 Makers on Tuesday, $3 Jameson on Wednesday as well as buy one get one free Mac & Cheese, $5 veggie burger/hummus/turkey burger on Thursday with same $4 Patron shots/$3 Jameson and Friday Saturday, $5 You call it - Stoli, Patron, Jameson.
How you like DEM cookies??
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OK, so I am a little late to the game with my comments on Cobra (Sorry Rashida). It took me awhile to scrape up my "fuzzy" recollections of the evening in question ;)
ReplyDeleteThere are three versions of the story, the cleaned up version (Rashida's), total denial version (Michelle's), and what actually happened (my version).
Rashida pretty much had it right with a few more expletives (including the pièce de résistance: "What the F*%k do you know you wrinkly foreheaded, 45 year old bitch!", no cover for us lovely ladies, and her Blazer speeding away while the aforementioned wrinkly foreheaded, 45 year old bitch collected her sad little posse to yell things at us as we pulled away - all the while Michelle trying to convince us to find another bar to get a drink. All in all, it was a very classy evening at the Cobra. hahaha
I don't remember the specials, but I do remember the less than stellar pole as well as the dingy atmosphere and clientele (of course it was 2am, mind you - the lunch crowd might be a bit cleaner).
I also vaguely remember thinking I wouldn't want to go back there any time soon - at least pre-2am, let alone for lunch specials :)
But if Rashida says it's worth a shot, I might give it another shot...but this time I won't bring Michelle :) hahahaha