Spontaneity Strikes (again)

This has become the norm on Thursday evenings: we sit around thinking about how much there must be to do, start to go a little stir-crazy (at least I do), someone says something (this week it was Alice with, "Let's go to a piano bar!"), a frenzy of Google-mapping ensues and we jump out off of the couches, into the briskly cold night with only a vague idea of where we are headed. I think it's a brilliant system, although we could definitely stand to do a little planning every now and then.

So on this particular occasion, Alice, Bri, Sonya, Zach and I were heading to a little piano bar called Piano Kensington. Sandwiched between the classiest McDonald's I have ever seen and a really (classy) Adult chain store called Anne Summer's, it definitely isn't much to look at. In fact, you would be forgiven for walking right past as the entrance pretty much redefines inconspicuous (especially at night).

We walked in (actually up a very steep set of stairs) and it was clear that this place was built for medium-sized groups like ours. Dark wood paneling coated the walls, a baby grand piano was stuffed in the corner, votive candles were immaculately centered on each table and there were (strangely) no more than two people at any of the tables. Clearly the perfect place to hang out sans romance.

Alice, Zach, Sonya and Andrew

(Minus photographer Bri!)

The piano man ended up playing a bunch of happy American songs (think Billy Joel) and so the atmosphere (at least for the beginning) was great. The conversation was hilarious and I made the best of the occasion (or so I thought) by ordering a Moroccan Beer called "Casablanca." It was mediocre at best. I feel like if you name something "Casablanca," i.e. equate it to what is arguably one of the best movies of all time, you need to be able to walk the walk. This one, at least in my opinion, fell short.

As we were all finishing our first drinks, the music began to get really sappy. It was making me a little sick as the atmosphere kept climbing up the romance ladder. We all came to our senses and realized it was probably time to peace out and go to McDonald's. Overall, it was a really nice place. 

The End.