Hona

I really liked this place, although it’s no longer in business. The location was some other place called Nash Dog, or something ridiculous like that before, and then suddenly they were putting up a sign for a WINE BAL and I nearly spit from the weirdness. What is a wine bal? Is it like a wine bar? Or perhaps a wine ball? What is a wine ball, anyway?
It had been bothering me for a while, so one night I dropped in on my walk back home after a company event that was held not so far away. I went in to discover at least one really nice bartender who has awesome tattoos and great taste in music, as well as some pretty cheap, but drinkable wine. Pretty much, I became a believer.
I suddenly found out that they were closing, so I dropped in a couple more times before the end. It was a nice relaxed place with really comfortable sofas that you could sit in while munching away on popcorn or fish and chips, while drinking that cheap, delicious wine.