photo by Mike W. from Yelp
The sole reason I went to Club 65 the other night was to find out whether or not a certain man existed. Apparently more of a fixture at the bar than a patron, “The General”, as he’s called, is rumored to be an ancient one eyed creature, with great big long fingernails, a mane of white hair, and the biggest belt buckle a human has ever worn. Unfortunately, I didn’t catch him, but I did manage to drink some very strong cheap drinks. I feel like “The General” is quickly becoming my Moby Dick and that if I don’t come across him soon, my life will be worthless. Looks like I’ll have to get some drinks in the Loin again very soon. Wanna come too?
Club 65
65 Taylor @ Golden Gate
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Tags: Club 65, San Francisco, Tenderloin
I went here one year around midnight to deliver their invite to the bartenders ball. The door was latched so I knocked. I thought the woman that answered was going to blow my head off. Is it weird that this just make me want to go back?
nope. It’s actually quite fitting.