Tuesday, October 07, 2003

In other news, it has come to my attention that the coolest bar in San Francisco is closing it's doors.

Fulton Street, conveniently located close to the intersection of Fulton and Masonic, is one of the best bars ever in the history of bars. No, really. More like two bars than one, it catered to a diverse crowd; from the tattooed, body-piercing hipsters upstairs with the punk rock jukebox and the "midnight madness" style pool table(read:blacklight. Wooh! Trippy!) to the more sedate crowd of SF State students downstairs with their bright lights and Cosmopolitans. It was a bar so tragically hip, one could write a run-on sentence describing it and not even fix said sentence while proofreading! I have many fond memories(and non-memories) of sitting back at the expansive bar, drinking some of the best goddamn Long Island Iced Teas I've ever had next to the Red Room in Santa Cruz, and feeling like I was home. They always went out of their way to make me, a simple Valley kook, feel like a local. I even have one of their t-shirts, although the expletive written on the back requires that it be worn only in certain situations. If only one phrase were to capture the magic of this establishment, it would be, "Good Times!"

Sadly, those good times are about to end. On October 18th, Fulton will have it's last call. God knows what will be installed on this historic piece of property when Fulton is gone, but let's hope it isn't some kind of foofy wine bar. That would be like building a housing development over an old graveyard, a decision with catastrophic consequences, as all who have watched Poltergeist can attest to.


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