Type: Sports Bar
Class: Midscale
This spacious lounge/sports bar is actually kind of hard to pin down. Being that it is located right next to the two stadiums there is a strong sports bar theme. However, it does not have the amusements that I would normally associate with a proper sports bar. There are lots of pennants, ESPN2 on the TV (Rodeo was on), and other sports bar accoutrements. Oh well. What ever.
F.X. McCrory’s has the longest row of taps I have ever seen. The twenty or thirty foot bar was just filled with them. I don’t recall them having any particularly amazing beers on tap, but then again, I wasn’t really paying attention. Behind the bar, the bartender had to use a ladder to get to the top shelf booze, not that we were going to be sending him anywhere near it. A two foot tall statue of a southern gentleman was placed high up on the bar like he was guardian.
As the only two people at the bar, we should have had better service. Once the drink was poured, getting our bartender’s attention was like pulling teeth. He did not even offer my an ashtray, despite my cigarettes and lighter being out. That is just poor form in my opinion.
My pen exploded in my pocket. I hate that. God damn Bics. That will teach me to put a pen without a cap in my pocket. I asked Jason about the new Donna Tart book (author of the Secret History – which is excellent). He got a hundred and twenty pages into it and then stopped. To sum up – great beginning, but it quickly turned into crap. Oh well.
I give F.X. McCrory’s 1 and a half Martini Glasses out of 5.
-wOOt