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Ale Fan -

If it wasn't for the picture of the barrel on the illumunated sign (through my English eyes)it would look more like a UK Balti house rather than a pub.

Perhaps they sell Kingfisher lager ?

portland -

in defense of the victory lounge and the green dory; 1. the food in the dory wasn't bad. that's all that can be said really. that and you could go shopping afterwards i guess. you shouldn't really buy a suit when you're drunk though. take it from me. 2. the victory was a wonderful place to be alone. my memory of it (and, admittedly, my memoey is not good) is that they had this old bartender who wouldn't even talk to you. "what d'you want?" would be his look as you came in and sat down at the bar. "fucking kid," he'd sneer as he poured and went back to whatever was on the televsion. i'm sure that "don't fucking come back," would be his parting shot if ever he did deign to speak to you. on a light snowy night, with people going up and down spring garden road, burdened with parcels, having a couple of drinks alone at the victory was one of the supreme existential experiences to be had in halifax. for a couple of hours you could be john lee hooker, or a wretched character in john cheever story, and then you went back to being the cheesy college kid that you always were.

Alan -

But you were and are tougher than me. I bet you went to <i>The Derby</i> once in a while or <i>The Lighthouse</i> at the foot of Barrington. Maybe I was not as much of a wuzz then as I recall noon lunches at <i>The Green Dory</i> when Dad was in town. But I wouldn't go at 10 pm. Another I can think of was <i>The Sly Fox</i> in Spryfield. A guy turned off the TV there with a gun once. Something different than, say, <i>The Lockmaster</i> in Ottawa or <i>The LBR</i> both of which were wino bars but welcoming.

portland -

yeah yeah, i'm so tough. and you didn't go to the derby at least three times a week for the double twin steaks? i'm shocked. oh, i cried when it burnt down, the george bellows poster and all. the derby was wonderful. it had this huge clean airport bathroom too, which i could never figure out. the location of the derby may have been a bit dodgey but it was one clean well lit space, a lovely lovely place to drink and eat. but then i didn't go at 10 pm either so..... now, the lighthouse was the opposite. that was hard bitten. the food was bad and the bathrooms were filthy. was it tough? well, i guess so but it was also terribly uninteresting because by nine all the sailors were so incredibly hammered that all there was going on was falling down and throwing up. nobody could fight if they wanted to. remember a couple of blocks up the street (towards SMU), there was a club for ex-pat newfoundlanders? a friend of mine had a place across from there. they fought enough to make up for the whole lighthouse crew. it spilled out into the street nightly. in the end though, the lighthouse was a strip club, one so bad that attending it bordered on attending some sort of racy performace art. in that period it was the most amusing bar in town.

ahhhh memories. now you need to write an essay on the old lafayette. do it justice. what was the place in the north end? it looked like a legion. the king's lock?

Alan -

The Chateau Lafayette. I think you need to write that one too as I only went there with you. The night in 1991 or so when you stood on a table to inform the gathered audience that I was willing to take any of them on is a particularly sweet recollection. I recall there being bikers at the nearby tables. By contrast, in the early 1980s, I suppose being 6 foot 4 with other large pals in my my undergrad drinking crowd did not really attract trouble. I think me hauling you off the table mid-tirade was a sign to the bikers that the offer was off.

I recall the Newfie club but, again, avoided it. I am proud to know someone who went to both the Derby and the Lighthouse and guided the fortunes of government all before 35. The Newfie club was near the spot on Inglis where you could get the biggest donairs in Halifax - was it Pete's Pizzaria? Across from Schooner books. Super donair. I just about killed one of the silverorange lads by introducing his gentle PEI guts to a Super donair too late in life.

Alan -

Very slim pickings when googling for references to the Royal Tavern...except this one from a forum:<blockquote class="smalltext">I used to live around the corner from Montgomery's Tavern. Booze plays an important role in Canadian history -- when I was at school I often frequented a Kingston dive called the Royal Tavern (aka the Tap Room), formerly owned by noted dipsomaniac Sir John A. Macdonald.</blockquote>

Alan -

Now I am getting interested. This passage is from a Queens University site for student orientation to Kingston:<blockquote class="smalltext">One of Canada's oldest outdoor markets is located in the square directly behind City Hall, and enjoyed today much as it was in 1850. You can visit Bellevue House, the home of Sir John A. MacDonald which is now a museum. You can also drop in at the Royal Tap Room, Sir John A. MacDonald's favourite tavern, which operates today much as it did in his day.</blockquote>

portland -

peter's pizzaria. their all meat pizza was like four inches thick, about five pounds if you stuffed into a plastic bread bag for either warmth or ease of travel. and if you told them you were bucky, you'd get free breadsticks. pizza in a bag will stay warm for a very long time by the way. snowmobilers take note.

and i never stood on a table. a chair maybe.

Binky -

The Royal Tavern is the best place in Kingston to enjoy a nice cold beer.
Trust me I've had drinks in pretty much every bar in town.

Alan -

Thanks Binky - I have a dream and it includes a nice cold beer at the Royal Tavern.