Ridge Cafe

Holy Cow! What was I thinking coming to this hole in the wall cracker jack bar?
My husband has been bugging me to have one drink at this joint. We came on a Friday night which was hopping. Crowd was 35 years old and over.
As I entered, I did not feel welcomed at all. I felt like a terd in a punch bowl. Did not like the mildew stench and on top of it, the customers were smoking. Gross.
I coudn’t help but notice the small window covered with a lacy curtain (dusty and needed to be washed) which I thought was odd and didn’t fit the sports bar theme.
My husband and I had only one drink, shot pool, played some songs on the touch tunes and left.
I was relieved to leave. Did not feel comfortable being there.
He can go back and meet up with his friends, but I’ll stick with the Sidelines Bar up the street.