Prohibition - hows that again?
Grumpydoctor notices a new bar opening in Nottingham. He usually can tell, the senses tingle at the thought of a fresh venue. Yet it doesn't take very long to upset the grump. He isn't one to be a regular in many establishments. All too easily bored or let down and then... well he takes it very personally. This latest Nottingham bar has already gotten off to a shaky start - and it hasn't even beckoned grumpydoctor over its threshold and enfolded him in its dubious faux-opulence and slaved him to outrageous bar prices. Not even open yet. Quelle problem? Well my dears it is simple: the name. The name of the bar is "PROHIBITION". (!!!!) What to make of that. Bad enough that it is on the site of the previous badly-monikered "Quilted Llama" (eh?) and that was near-indefensible but this? What next? Why not call a brothel "Eunech". Consider this blunderingly bad teaser from Prohibition's website:
"Prohibition Nottingham Opens Soon
Prohibition is coming to Nottingham in April 2006. This stylish cocktail bar will embrace the opulent style décor of it's siblings in Manchester and Leeds. Specialising in cocktails and shooters, the extensive drinks list and enticing menu will equally please lunchers, the after-work crowd and evening revellers. Situated in the old Quilted Llama site in the Lace Market, Prohibition promises to bring effortless style to the city, with a focus on excellent service levels and drinks and food menus to inspire exploration. Be part of the action, this is one Prohibition you'll definitely approve of!"
Who 'thinks' of these names? Oh dear, oh dear...
posted by The Gastrosexualist @ 22:40
2 Comments:
so lets look at the evidence. its called prohibition, it calls itself an cocktail bar, and i think you know about my cocktail capacity... (what is this, an eighties style human league tribute drinking den by the way?)
and it claims to to cover all bases, from lunchers to evening 'revellers' (is any word so likely to set my teeth on edge), so in the real world it will aim to please all, and end up pleasing none...but yes, you are too harsh. one bad bit of service in the keane's head and we aint been back since! which reminds me, birthday next pay day...i want quiet, just beer, plenty of crisps this time. 31 is not a 'big' birthday.
Well come on chaps. Beer's much cheaper bought from the Supermarket, your sofas at home are more comfortable than most pub chairs (I assume, never having sat on either of your sofas), and you won't have to put up with any annoying "revellers". So why not just kick back and have a good night in! No need to worry about the name, the service, or the clientele. Sounds perfect for you two.
;)
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