Aug 01, 2010 10:31
Well, the Cardinal closed in the wee hours last night.
I got to go in yesterday and say goodbye to the place. I haven't been in a while...but sitting around the table still brought back memories. Hundreds of trays of potato skins that got divied up between my friends, late nights with strange music and strange people. The occasional arrest outside the windows, the occasional one of those where the arrestee had just emerged from the Cardinal minutes before; Seventy-year-old women who are pretty sure they can still rock the mini-skirt look walking back and forth from the bar...and more than just the funny things, the important ones. Grabbing a sandwich at lunchtime when I just needed to not be at home - being seventeen and taking up a table for hours with just a soda, and the wait staff refilling it every five minutes (I think now that they must have known). Coming out of Jarrod & Beth's wedding hungry, and not knowing until we got there that we'd all had the same idea. Friends, silly conversations, and split sandwiches that mean so much more now than they did then.
I hadn't been in a year. The prices were too high, and the crowd was odd. I'm gonna miss it.