the lantern is the moon; I, the man in the moon; this thorn-bush, my thorn-bush; and this dog, my dog.
14 February 2013
Goodbye Whaling Bar
Goodbye to the Whaling Bar in La Valencia in La Jolla. Tonight it closes forever. The old man is stuck at home with a whiny nine year old, so he can't pay his respects on your last night. But he speaks fondly of the time he spent on your stools. Serenely elegant, he says, perfectly lighted and appointed. Martinis served old-school and generous--the surplus liquor in the shaker alongside on ice.