"C" it looks like a cubs logo from a distance and I remember seeing this one day driving through the heart of Shorewood, Wisconsin. Now through a complete twist of fate; by trying to discover myself once again, I happened upon this place through an OnMilwaukee article saying this place had an amazing bartender. The best in the city even.
Shorewood, Wisconsin boast a plethora of newer business. Owned by those that are going to make it because the 30-40 somethings made their wealth early and are following the millenial dream of doing something that matters or that is different.
The ski lodge like decor is a rarity in the cream city break of Milwaukee. There is always something to me (mountain region girl and all) that is comforted by this. There is something intentional yet beautiful about the unmeasured yet finished wood of the bar.
The crowd is eclectic. The median age...33? I play a pull tab for the first time in my life and I can tell you it's not as thrilling as I thought it would be. I am sure my being alone permeates the room and takes away some of the magic.
There are a few great people I meet there. I always love doing this in bars; a car salesman from Monroe, Wisconsin and his wife, an older couple who spent what I thought was an unimaginable amount on pull tabs, an elderly professor from UW Milwaukee who kissed me on the forehead as he left. Could this be the perfect mesh of small town Wisconsin and the metropolitan snobbish spirit I enjoy? I think so.
Brad, the best bartender in Milwaukee, has a certain warmness about him. He flatters appropriately. I left my writing notebook at the bar after several shots of Jameson. When I called the next morning he said, "Oh you're the artist at the end of the bar." Though, I could live off that for the next 6 months, I was praying that he would not look inside the notebook and realize what a fraud I was.
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