Res Ipsa Loquitur

Conveyor belt sushi will never NOT be weird

6pm

Ain’t nothing wrong with a coy Rocket on a Friday night.

5pm

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… soooooooo good.

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1pm

Tuesdays with Hudson

4pm

Still pretty dazzled by the view from the parents’ place

1pm

This one is for Alaksa Miller.

Seattle’s best dive bar underwent new ownership today - longtime server Mandy and her boyfriend Dave took over the legendary Seattle watering hole.

All this ties to a new-found fondness for authentic dive bars. And what’s more authentic than a joint that announces in neon that they cheat drunks and tourists? Don’t even think about Disneyfication! “We’re re-upholstering some worn out booths,” Park admits. “The whole joint has received a good scrubbing, but, other than that, the song remains the same.” Same as it was almost 80 years ago, when Preston Smith opened the place, under the gaze of the Chief Sealth statue, in 1929, and sold it to his son, Dick, in 1975.

[T]ongue-in-cheek marketing slogans are part of the 5 Point’s dive bar appeal. Bartenders are outfitted in t-shirts bearing the tagline “Alcoholics Serving Alcoholics Since 1929.”

“The last thing we want to do is screw up the menu, or ruin the classic appeal of the 5 Point,” Park says. The chicken fried steak will still weigh in at 11 ounces (“the biggest in Seattle”), the meatloaf sandwich is 9 bucks, and breakfast is available 24 hours a day.

That chicken fried steak is the best in the city, and the deep fried macaroni and cheese isn’t bad, either.

7pm