All right... There are a number of things I have come to truly look forward to about my sporadic trips to Ottawa over the last decade.
Last night, I discovered a new one - the Dominion Tavern, AKA the Dom.
This is the Bovine sans bullshit attitude from a notable minority of patrons (don't get me wrong, I love the BSC). All punk, zero fucking pretense. This *is* what a rock and roll tavern fucking well should be.
I freely admit to being drunk as hell on my initial visit here last night, but that didn't make the generally convivial "live and let live, or just go fuck yourself if that's how you're going to be" atmosphere any less welcoming or enjoyable.
The aesthetics of the establishment are definitely old school tavern - and you know I'm all about the old school - faded wood paneling, off-white paint on the walls, quarts of Blue and 50 (cinquante motherfuckers!) avaialable at reasonable rates from the bar fridge.
The partially covered back patio offers several weathered picnic tables (some of which sit beneath a shelter of corrugated plastic), as well as ample bike storage.
I could go on at length, but my quart may be getting warm, so I'm going to sum up as follows: those who don't like the Dom "suck cock by choice". And I'm talking about farm animals you tasteless bastards...
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