Saturday, September 10, 2011

Sunny's, Opening Time

The damp & dim- lit comfort of Sonny's, early in the evening when it's just opened up, and well before the youngsters teem in, is one of life's small pleasures.  A wobbling seat at the bar is the best perch on which to watch the night begin.  Just as the water's lapping motion, a few yards away, soothes the spirit, so does an hour or two here.  Troubles wash away.
I met up there with a group of neighbors yesterday. Later, back in the South Slope, they introduced me to barman Johnny Hope, who tells a good story of older days, of gangs & cops & the all encompassing world of a kid's block.  He's a mine of information.  He's also got real barman style. Here's a fuzzy picture of his Bloody Mary Mix, where you can see a silhouette of the man himself.

1 comment:

Marty Wombacher said...

Great photos! I've only been to Sonny's once and need to return before fall sets in.