I took these photos on date night with my husband. I surreptitiously captured the first photo in Drake's (the little bar connected to Malone's) as we waited for our table. The music was lively. The glow from the bar warm & toasty. I must admit as I watched all of the people (putting on their best game) I felt a tinge of melancholy for days gone by. Tonight was the first time I'd applied (do they even say applied anyomore?) lipstick in God knows when & shaved (Did I shave my legs?)... Oh forget it. Tonight was the first time I'd somewhat pulled myself together in quite a while. I looked at my husband wistfully wondering what he was thinking. Was he too, thinking of his youth? Recalling on days of feeling like Jack in the Regal Beagle, Unbeknownst to himself only, that his every move was screaming Larry Dallas. Our pager flashed & we were seated in Malone's- a booth near the bar. The food was delicious, service excellent, but I could not take my eyes off of this older gentleman. It made me so sad to watch him sit there looking so lonely. Eating dinner solo at a bar on a Friday night. Throughout our meal people would accompany the seats beside him. He would strike up a conversation with them. Random things about the weather or tomorrow's game & then with the flash of a pager, they would exit his life just as quickly as they came into it. These photos are grainy, blurry & the exposure isn't right, but the stark contrast of the feeling of the images shot within feet of each other really speaks to me. It reminds me of how lucky I am to not have to worry about "applying" lipstick daily **SNORTS**. Image 29 "Bar Time" Is just what this Chrissy Snow needed to be reminded of her blessings.
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Day 29-"Bar Time"
I took these photos on date night with my husband. I surreptitiously captured the first photo in Drake's (the little bar connected to Malone's) as we waited for our table. The music was lively. The glow from the bar warm & toasty. I must admit as I watched all of the people (putting on their best game) I felt a tinge of melancholy for days gone by. Tonight was the first time I'd applied (do they even say applied anyomore?) lipstick in God knows when & shaved (Did I shave my legs?)... Oh forget it. Tonight was the first time I'd somewhat pulled myself together in quite a while. I looked at my husband wistfully wondering what he was thinking. Was he too, thinking of his youth? Recalling on days of feeling like Jack in the Regal Beagle, Unbeknownst to himself only, that his every move was screaming Larry Dallas. Our pager flashed & we were seated in Malone's- a booth near the bar. The food was delicious, service excellent, but I could not take my eyes off of this older gentleman. It made me so sad to watch him sit there looking so lonely. Eating dinner solo at a bar on a Friday night. Throughout our meal people would accompany the seats beside him. He would strike up a conversation with them. Random things about the weather or tomorrow's game & then with the flash of a pager, they would exit his life just as quickly as they came into it. These photos are grainy, blurry & the exposure isn't right, but the stark contrast of the feeling of the images shot within feet of each other really speaks to me. It reminds me of how lucky I am to not have to worry about "applying" lipstick daily **SNORTS**. Image 29 "Bar Time" Is just what this Chrissy Snow needed to be reminded of her blessings.
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It is sad to think of someone who has no one to eat a meal with. I know though, from years of restaurant experience, that some people genuinely enjoy eating by themselves. I am not one of those people, but I do see it a lot at Teds.
Posted by: Brandi | 01/30/2010 at 03:22 PM
Brandi, I feel the same way! I am not an eat alone kind of gal! I always feel sad if I see someone eating alone.
Posted by: Anneliese | 01/30/2010 at 04:12 PM