

What else: Upstairs is a semiformal lounge for special occasions. It's worth checking out, though it's for private events, so don't linger. The party is in full swing on a Friday night, and everyone's dancing in the colored lights as a very old man on a synthesizer plays hymns layered with samba beats and shimmery slow-jams such as the Titanic theme song. The scene releases the purest kind of euphoria, and you'll probably feel all drippy and nostalgic inside, and then the guy you're with will suddenly begin describing what he'd like to wear to his own wedding someday. (A white velvet jacket and a red satin cummerbund, it turns out.)

Owner Seth Howard named the place after Mutiny Bay on Whidbey Island, home of his grandma. While Mutiny Hall's upside-down chair logo is meant to subtly imply mayhem, Seth says throwing furniture in the restaurant is discouraged.

What's on display: Great vintage photographs of local happenings featuring synchronized swimmers, ambling reindeer, gorillas presented with birthday cakes, and pretty landscapes of grainy, color-saturated mountains majesty.
Happy-hour drink specials: $1 off wells; $1 off wine—$5 Ménage à Trois, $5 Chateau Ste. Michelle; $1 off rotating drafts—$4 Jever Pilsener, $3.50 Ace Berry Cider, $3.50 Big Time Icculus IPA, and a dozen more.
Move over, beer and wine—you've got company. From Central Cinema programmer Jason Miller:
This Thursday we kick off selling booze at the Madonna vs. Everyone Sing Along, with a specialty drink called The Material Girl. IN THE VERY NEAR FUTURE, we are going to have happy hour everyday from 5:30 to 6:30 everyday. We literally got our permit today!
Congratulations, Central Cinema and alcoholic Madonna fans!

Okay, Seattle, it’s STILL nice out. It’s almost October and it’s going to be 70 this weekend. So before we all start wearing slouchy beanies and artfully wrapped scarves in preparation for the long, dark, rainy season, here’s some excuses to get outside and (over-)indulge ourselves:
Fremont Oktoberfest- It’s like Halloween (dress up in lederhosen and drink too much), Thanksgiving (eat and drink too much), and Christmas (eat and drink too much), all wrapped up into one beautiful hopfest.
Seattle Greek Festival- For fans of phyllo dough and large hunks of slowly rotating meat.
International District Night Market- There will be food vendors, a flea market, dance parties, and mooncakes. At night.
Gin Cocktail Competition- Become a member of the Gin Society so you have an excuse to drink and be a snob about it.
... and more, more, MORE in our Chow events calendar.
Come join us! Meet fellow guildies and officers! Discuss the pros and cons of pandas! It all happens in just a few hours!

What else: Novelty menu items include the $5 Classic Aussie meat pie and a couple dishes made with Vegemite, a black-brown, salty-bitter yeast-extract food paste. "It's horrible," says President Obama. Try it anyway, used as a spread (the Vegemite Toasty, $5) or baked into puff pastry with cheese (the Cheesymite Scroll, $6).(Fun fact: In Australia, one traditional meal features soft-boiled eggs and Vegemite served on toast sliced lengthwise into fingers, served for brekkie. It's called dippy eggs and soldiers, and it is allegedly delicious.)
Bonus: There's an outdoor seating area, and it's nice.
Officials write that, "according to chief veterinarian Suzan Murray:
"Mei Xiang is behaving exactly the same way she did when Tai Shan was born. She is cradling her cub closely , and she looks so tired, but every time she tries to lay down, the cub squawks and she sits right up and cradles the cub more closely. She is the poster child for a perfect panda mom."
Mists of Pandaria pre-Launch Party with TSARY
Wednesday, September 19th
5:30 pm at Barca on Capitol Hill
See you Wednesday!!
Mists of Pandaria pre-Launch Party with TSARY
Wednesday, September 19th
5:30 pm at Barca on Capitol Hill
Interested in joining fellow Stranger-readers in Azeroth? Tech Savvy At Risk Youth welcomes you! You can read everything you need to know about the guild on our web site. Even if you're committed to your current guild you can join us in dungeons, raids and battlegrounds if you deem us worthy of being Real ID friends. Come to the happy hour and meet us!

DJ Savage vs. DJ Glass. Tomorrow night. The Showbox. Don't miss it.
Our privatized liquor system, which we voted into existence with initiative 1183, is becoming national news.
The Wall Street Journal seems to think we voted against our own interests—in fact, our system is so screwy that it's become and object lesson against privatization.
And while those sales and excise taxes remain under privatization, new fees further raised prices: Liquor distributors must pay an additional 10% levy, and retailers another 17%. Distributors also are on the hook for any shortfall to the state if they don't generate $150 million from the 10% fee by April.
"It's astronomical and confiscatory for the consumer,'' said David Ozgo, chief economist at the Distilled Spirits Council of the United States, which represents U.S. liquor suppliers.
The spillover could potentially damp privatization elsewhere. "It's slowing down the process in others states. It's turning into a negative,'' said Craig Wolf, president of Wine & Spirits Wholesalers of America, a national industry group for wholesalers.
Maybe initiative 1183 is just another brick in Goldy's argument for why the initiative process looks good in theory, but actually sucks.

The space that once contained Basic Plumbing—the "previously windowless, perpetually terrifying gay bathhouse on 10th and Pike" near the Comet and Elliott Bay Book Co.—is going to be a 24-hour diner and lounge along the lines of the 5 Point. That's right, people—a place to eat on Capitol Hill that's open all day and all night! Why didn't any of the other 107 restaurants that have opened here in the last 17 minutes think of that?
This yet-unnamed 24-hour spot will be brought to you by David Meinert (5 Point/Big Mario's) and Jason Lajuenesse (Neumo's/Moe Bar/etc.). They are promising "the stiffest drinks on the Hill" (stiffest-er than the Crescent?! Lord help us) and "No pretentious pre-deconstructed anything, just real food for real people at great prices."
The opening of the unnamed diner/lounge (any hilarious ideas?) is set (nebulously) for spring 2013. There's also a Basic Plumbing–related joke here somewhere, but you all can take care of that.
Back in 2006, when fancy ice cubes were still a novelty, Vessel was the original Seattle cocktail-revival spot—the first place (I think?) in town where each drink on the menu bore a date, a place of origin, and a composer. And it was contemporary-swank, and it was (arguably appropriately) snobby about vodka, and it was good.
The location near the Fifth Avenue Theater closed at the end of 2010. Now, Vessel has been reincarnated at Seventh and Olive (where the original El Gaucho was, from 1953 to 1985). Owner Clark Niemeyer has partnered with noted barkeep Jim Romdell; along with "progressive and creative" cocktails, there will be lunch and a full dinner menu. Cameo McRoberts, recently (and very briefly) at Little Water Cantina as sous chef and Pop Kitchen + Bar as exec chef, will head the kitchen.
Now I am thirsty.

Scene on a Wednesday evening: Outside, people at tables stare at all the boats and clouds and sparkly water positioned so thrillingly near, a server says "Booyah" as he drops a bill, and confident-looking guys wear sunglasses upside down at the base of their necks and plaid shorts.
Happy hour goes until 6 pm this evening and starts up again at 9 pm.
Some Washington state politicians spend the money left over in their campaign accounts on wasteful extravagances, like donating to charity or paying tuition for continuing education at Harvard. But not Lt. Governor Brad Owen:
Surplus accounts are intended to allow candidates a way to hold onto cash between elections and to provide politicians options for how to properly disperse money that's not needed. Candidates can donate cash, but one umbrella option frequently used by officials allows them to spend the money for what the law terms "public office-related expenses."
Lt. Gov. Brad Owen spent about $760 from his surplus-funds account at an Olympia liquor store, reporting the items were for various functions, dignitary gifts and attorney dinners. Owen said drinks were served at after-hours events for state staffers and at other functions at his home. He said all of it was linked to his work in the office, noting that he wouldn't have been able to purchase alcohol with government money.
"If there was ever a question, we'd just use the fund," Owen said.
It's hard to see why The Stranger has been so loathe to endorse Owen considering that he so clearly shares one of our core priorities.
Well, I'm wondering for you (and for me).
According to nutritiondata.self.com, one ounce of wine (roughly one-sixth of a glass) is pretty much a wash—24.9 calories, no fats, one itty-bitty milligram of sodium, a smidgeon of vitamin A, one percent of your daily iron intake, one percent of your daily potassium intake, and 1/36th of your daily recommended daily alcohol intake, depending on the individual.
On a similar note: Last week, I was at a party where the host made "Bombay Government Punch," a strong old colonial recipe for rum, tea, sugar, and lime. The final line of the recipe? "Serves 20, or 10 journalists."
Apparently, the Whisky Bar's space at Second and Virginia will soon once again be called the Corner Bar, run by the neighboring Buenos Aires Grill. And the Whisky Bar itself will relocate to where Splash Lounge, and before (after? One loses track) that, V-Bar Noodle Bar & Lounge, failed to thrive a few blocks deeper into Belltown on Second (and where, sigh, Saito's sushi was for so long).
But if a bar moves—especially from a classic corner-bar spot to a contemporary cavern of a space—can it ever be the same?
The last time I went to the Whisky Bar*, it was 4 p.m. on a Saturday, and it was great:
The bartender at the Whisky Bar has a truly beautiful, truly terrible black eye. It's still swollen squinty, and the damage extends to cheek and ear in colors that human skin should never be, the colors of Mardi Gras. No one stands on ceremony at the Whisky Bar—it's come-as-you-are, do-as-you-please (within reason)—but in this case a code is in place: Don't stare, no matter how much you want to (which is a lot).
A question is ill-advised but cannot be contained: How does the other guy look?
"My friends took care of him," he says, grim. He's of the tough-but-not-unkind school of bartending; when a guy in a Seattle Marathon T-shirt asks if they have Hoegaarden, instead of barking, "NO, JACKASS," he says, shortly, "Hefeweizen is the closest." He's got a machine gun, among other things, tattooed on his arm. Under and around the bruises, he looks good-looking. If life were a movie, he'd be chosen to play himself—Bartender with Black Eye...
*Granted, it was a long time ago, and more recently the owners had reportedly fancied up the place a bit, but it's hard to imagine it being actually upscale.
EVO Tapas Kitchen & Cabaret on Capitol Hill, in front of also-new nightclub the Social, never sounded like a great idea: small plates "with a Mediterranean flair" and a show every night "ranging anywhere from chill lounge DJs to extravagant Burlesque performances and everything in-between." The decor was described to me as difficult to describe; they also were calling their patio their “urban oasis.”
If you blinked, you missed it. Now news intern Mike Gore reports that EVO has become something called Theory Vodka Lounge. So, there's that.

In less Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz food and beverage news, Kickin' Boot Whiskey Kitchen opened in Ballard last week, and while its name is also too long/concept-y, and it is brought to us by the parrrr-tay people of the Matador(s), and it represents yet more Southern comfort food in that neighborhood, the chef is Bo Maisano, whose work you may have enjoyed at the Tin Table (a while back) or 1200 Bistro (way back when).
And opening any second now on 15th on Capitol Hill (maybe soft opening tonight, even), it's Ethan Stowell's new Rione XIII, where makes-you-want-to-smash-things gift shop Tilden's used to be. There will be pasta and wood-fired pizza, and the menu reportedly won't change that much (which sounds kind of refreshing at this point), and it will very likely be very good. Eventually, the Wandering Goose, from the Volunteer Park Cafe people, will share the space. So, there's that.

It's 88 degrees out—SO HOT (for Seattle)—and almost cocktail o'clock, and the Saint wrote to remind everyone that they have air conditioning (plus happy hour from 5 to 7). Here's tons more places with A.C.
You're welcome!
Later: night swimming!

Description: In a city overrun with replicated dive bars, the Crosswalk in Greenwood is refreshingly used and bare and feels like it's been around longer than anyone can remember. Inside the vast space are pool tables, buckets of pull tabs, and old-timey mounted bar stools, while fleck-tile floors and scatterings of cheap furniture recall factory break rooms and even more distant scenes: deep-woods resorts with dusty taxidermy and mesh hats hung from nails in the wall.
What else: A nice selection of convenience food is piled into a cubby behind the bar and illuminated by seedy yellow lights. The collected image of beef jerky, peanuts, trail mix, and potato chips evokes David Adler's Warhol-inspired passage from The Life and Cuisine of Elvis Presley: "Packaged snacks are the universal food of America. They can be purchased virtually anywhere, in all regions, at all times, in the same wrapping, and at nearly the exact same price. They are thus the most democratic of foods, and not just because they are so cheap. Fritos, for instance, whether eaten by Elvis, the president, or a homeless person on the corner, are all exactly the same, crunchy and delicious."

While enjoying premium agave based spirits, snacks, and live music at the Northwest Tequila Fest on Saturday, you will be supporting the Benevolent Guild of Seattle.
Got more bad karma to even out?
· Help out the Market Foundation by letting local chefs, vintners, and brewers feed you at tonight's Sunset Supper.
· Benefit the United Way of King County by drinking and putting your way through Fremont at tomorrow afternoon's Fremont Invitational.
· Celebrate the 25th anniversary of Thai Siam, hero of charitable events, at a Sunday dinner that benefits Cancer Lifeline and Union Gospel Mission.
· Or just do something nice for yourself with an attractive professional soccer player at Sunday's Cook with a Sounder.
Also! Today is Free Fries Friday. And on Monday: free hamburgers from 2 to 5 p.m. at Li'l Woody's first birthday party!
If forced by captors to consume one of these two items spotted recently on the streets of Seattle, which one would you choose? Would it be the half-full plastic handle of warm 3 Star vodka, spotted during yesterday's stagnant afternoon in Roosevelt? Or the partially eaten green and white cake with a banana peel and an army of ants for toppings, aka bananta cake™, spotted the other day on Capitol Hill? Choose wisely.


What else: Mestizo has 200 types of tequila (!), such as Jose Cuervo 250 Aniversario ($350/shot), Partida Elegante ($65), Chinaco Negro ($40), Mexican Moonshine ($20), Tarantula ($7), and Octane ($7). Why not try mixing some together? And if you're into hair-of-the-dog hangover cures, tomorrow morning you can have a Thomas Abercrombie: two Alka-Seltzers dropped in the double-shot tequila of your choosing.
Happy-hour drink specials: $3 bottled beer (Negra Modelo, Pacifico, Dos Equis), $4 wells, $8 specialty cocktails (the X-Rated Tini has blueberry Stoli, X-Rated Liqueur, citrus soda).
Food specials include $4.50 shredded-beef chalupas, $7.50 beef rib tacos, and $6 Cuban pressed sandwiches (served with fries, chips, or a salad).
Read more here, then skip out of work (or crying or TV watching or homework or whatever you're doing) early and get there before it ends at 6 pm.
What's that? You not so good at reading? No sweat, friend! The publisher of the new Stranger collection called How to Be a Person (it "drops" next week!!) is making four video excerpts of the listen-or-you-might-die type advice in the book. The first one just went up on YouTube, like, four seconds ago. Hurry, look:
The book launch party is this Tuesday. Buy a copy and you get free beer and tacos! And then you can throw up on the Stranger writer of your choice!!
Who made this video, you ask? The brainiacs at Oh Hello and Creature made this.
Last night in Tukwila, as reported by KIRO:
Police said a drunken driving suspect crashed his SUV through a yard near Tukwila and then tried to run away.
Investigators said the SUV missed a curve, flew over a parked car and truck and ended up down an embankment in the 12400 block of 64th Avenue South.
Witnesses said despite the shattering impact, the injured driver tried to run. "We had to chase him down the road, like a block, while on the phone with the dispatch, because he was still running,” said Travis Jones.
Meanwhile in Florida, a proactive cell-phone-haver recorded this:
Who's next????
I know I promised last week that Greg Nickels would show up at Drinking Liberally, and he didn't, but I'm told he'll really be there tonight. So if you have buyers remorse over Mike McGinn please feel free to stop by and buy our former mayor a drink.
FYI, the Seattle chapter of Drinking Liberally meets every Tuesday night from about 7PM onwards at the Montlake Ale House, 2307 24th Avenue East, and has been since early 2005. Everyone is welcome—even Republicans—and I'm almost always there if you ever want to stop by and say hello.
This week, we went to three brand-new places:
· Paul Constant on the whorehouse-themed Neighbor Lady in the C.D. ("Look, nothing's going to replace Thompson's Point of View...")
· Anna Minard at the Gerald in Ballard ("The Gerald is part of the explosion of fancyish bars and restaurants in Ballard, and there's no use hating it...")
· and Cienna Madrid chewing away at Hunger in Fremont ("Hunger's new digs in Fremont are what you might call childproof industrial...")

From King County Public Health:
The food establishment 9 Million, located at 3507 Fremont Pl N, Seattle, WA 98103 was closed by a Public Health food inspector on July 30, 2012 at 1:00 pm for the following violations:
· Potentially hazardous foods at unsafe tempertures
· Improper cooling of potentially hazardous foods
· Handwashing facilities inaccessible
· Failure to correct repeated violations
It's that last one that's most alarming. I ate here a few years ago, when it was still called 9 Million in Unmarked Bills—it was mainly memorable for the bar-goer holding a blond surfer wig to his crotch, performing pelvic thrusts to the music.
You may find out when 9 Million reopens here.