Best Days Eats, Drinks, Music & Games

Still reeling from my own experience, I venture to say that Best Days is the best damn bar I’ve been to in awhile. With a few trepidations, I entered the bar on my 30^th birthday not really knowing what to expect from G-​town.
Here’s what I found.
Friendly, friendly people. I had so many shots, and drinks bought for me from people who weren’t in my party that if I drank all, I’d be dead. Thanks for trying to kill me.
Gracious owner. The owner came by several times to make sure that we were doing ok. And yes… I was doing just fine.
Kick ass Karaōke. My plan was to sing, but in the excitement of the night, I forgot. To Ashlee Simpson, I’m sorry I didn’t not sing Pieces of Me. Although I do think I joined in on my own «Happy Birthday» song.
Dancin’ Fools. I’ve never «gotten down» like I did that night. The dance floor was just lit enough to make you look like you were a good dancer even if you were not. which I am not. BUT I SURE LOOKED LIKE I WAS!
In the end, I’d have to say it was one of my «BEST DAYS»