Pub Fare

We took in the First Friday Art Walk in the city last night. The streets were packed with faces and music flowed from the many restaurants and shops open for viewing. In some places, it was difficult to make progress there were so many people. It was a warm night, and I'm sure that helped to bring many to the streets. We found a place to park near City Hall and started our stroll up Congress. Our plan was to walk to Longfellow Square and sample a new pub. Elenka and I both wondered if we might run into our friend Peter. We seem to do on these walks. As we made our way to the back of Gleason Fine Art, there he was sitting in a comfortable chair with a glass of red wine. After catching up on our recent comings and goings, we headed out stopping at various galleries along our trek to the Square. LFK is a relatively new pub that filled the spot of an old, two-level used bookstore that I always enjoyed venturing into. The new, dark venue has the look and feel of hipster spot with an eclectic blend of mix of mismatched, communal tables and chairs with flowers on the tables, a used typewriter or two, bookshelves leftover from the previous inhabiter, the constant hum of chatter coming from all directions and what looks to be an interesting, yet small menu. We made our way to the back and found a couch and some comfortable upholstered chairs. We ordered beverages. I ordered a North Coast Scrimshaw Pilsner, Elenka a glass of red wine and Peter, always a man of adventure, a can of Ballentine ale. We spent an hour or so there, toasted Peter's upcoming birthday and took in the scene. Overall review? The decor needs some attention, but I enjoyed the tucked away feeling we had sitting in the back. I'll return some January afternoon, in a snowstorm, sit by the large front window looking out on the Square and watch the Longfellow statue be enveloped in whiteness.
btw LFK stands for Longfellow Fellowship Knights. I'm going to have to do some more research into its meaning. Cheers Peter!