5.01.2013

Crest (do I have to say it?) Gastropub

My tortured interpretation of the word Gastropub is a portmanteau of something to do with gastric upset and pubic something or other.  I hate the name.  I am offended that a bar with the name Crest, that Craig Dupler tended so proudly, is juxtaposed with it.  /rant

I will miss the open Jazz on Monday nights, a more casual jam session early evenings on Tuesday, the dart teams, Frankie playing pool on their table, my dog being allowed to sit by my stool while I sipped a pint and getting to know some locals; a large portion who grew up within blocks of the bar and I'll miss the bartenders who did more than sell drinks. 

I wanted to hate it. I visited the other night with @FeedMyBeast.  After loosening up and finding a seat at the bar, at approximately the same coordinates I used to sit, I found it easy to accept.  Good food, good drink, happy people.  Crest looks like it will continue to be a communal place to meet friends, eat, drink and be merry in the center of the area I enjoy calling home.  It's different, but it's good.

3 comments:

John Schumacher said...

I still need to try the Crest; though I never tried it prior to its facelift/overhaul.

Dave said...

To go to Crest a couple times wouldn't be too special. Over time it became interesting.

I wouldn't call what happened anything except a new restaurant/bar constructed on site, Crest Tavern is simply a memory. The new place is nice though.

Unknown said...

My homage to you.....


http://cmhgourmand.com/2013/07/13/the-crest-gastropub-makes-the-grade/