Sigh. One of thunda's prescriptions for success is totally rewritten alcohol code at the state level...

When that happens, you might want to give Brian Tierney a call and ask if you can borrow those pigs he had flying around the Inquirer building and take them to the State Capitol.

The problem here is that, even though 99.99% of Southeastern Pennsylvanians think the whole LCB regime bites the big one -- including those Southeastern Pennsylvanians employed in the area's Wine & Spirits Shoppes, in all likelihood -- and a majority of Pittsburghers would probably welcome changes, the "Alabama in between" part of the state is perfectly happy with The Way Things Are and sees no good reason to change it. And until they do, it ain't a-gonna change.

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Sandy Smith, Exile on Market Street, Philadelphia
“Basically I figure guns are like gays: They seem a lot more sinister and threatening until you get to know a few; and once you have one in the house, you can get downright defensive about them.” --Theresa Neilson Hayden

Seriously, what MSE said!

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7xCiKCxfYqE

"If we can't learn from our mistakes, what's the point of making them!" ...my friend Richard.

"You are protected by the enormity of your stupidity." Mother to son Victor, in "Notorious"

The rule is 30%, and the PLCB looks to see that there is compliance. Don't believe me, come listen at my next seminar when at least one rep from the PLCB will be there to explain to entrepreneurs how to get started and do it the right way!

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7xCiKCxfYqE

"If we can't learn from our mistakes, what's the point of making them!" ...my friend Richard.

"You are protected by the enormity of your stupidity." Mother to son Victor, in "Notorious"

Ah, MSE is bringing back memories. I was an RA in the dorms at Temple my senior year. One of my best friends (another RA in the same building) would call and wake me up at 2:00 every couple of mornings and insist that we drive out to 48th & Baltimore, pick up the third member of our "Three Muskateers" to go to Duck Soup. "We'll be back in a hour," she would promise.

We'd stop for a pack of cigarettes (this is how I started smoking), drive to 12th & Spruce, push my VW Beetle backwards into a parking spot (no reverse gear on the old gal) and sit around drinking coffee and eating corn muffins. We'd play the same thing on the jukebox: Steve Winwood - Back in the High Life Again and Linda Ronstadt - Bewitched, Bothered & Bewildered (where did they get those songs anyway?). Would take Fred back to his apt in UCity as the sun was starting to come up, drive back to Temple and just have time to shower and make it to my 8:00 class. Of course, they didn't have any morning classes.

During the two weeks that Temple professors were on strike we pratically lived there.

<sigh> Those were the good days.

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Ain't no way Tavern is getting 30% of their money on food as packed with drinkers it is on weekends

It is a stupid ratio if you ask me. You can violate your license if the food sucks or no one is particularly hungry.

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Buh-bye.

hehehe...did anyone go to soma when it was open? They didn't even have a kitchen, but when someone wanted food they would hand the person a menu from a restaurant around the corneer and then pick it up...loved that place.

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Peter Cetera:
Sometimes I just forget
Say things I might regret
It breaks my heart to see you crying

thanks to the Sunday rule, when you go to key west to watch the dancers you have to pass by a lot of fried chicken!

No, I'm not joking.

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Buh-bye.

Neither was I in Post 48.

But at least Tavern on Camac actually runs a restaurant. Care to speculate how Uncles meets the 30% threshold? Or The Bike Stop, for that matter?

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Sandy Smith, Exile on Market Street, Philadelphia
“Basically I figure guns are like gays: They seem a lot more sinister and threatening until you get to know a few; and once you have one in the house, you can get downright defensive about them.” --Theresa Neilson Hayden

You guys wouldn't complain if you'd ever lived in southern or central Virginia, where the 30% rule is aggressively enforced. There are no bars or dance clubs, just restaurants with maybe a small bar attached. Nothing like partying hard in the middle of a bunch of late-night diners