I’m going to say this in the most plain and honest way I can: I’m pretty sure Candy, the bartender at Bow Bow, is Dionysus disguised as a human being. It’s the only logical way to explain the way she handles the position of bartender. It totally makes sense if you read any Greek mythology; gods used to come down to Earth in human form and just fuck around, all the time. Look, if you go into the Bow Bow intending to only have one drink, just don’t go because I guarantee you will have more than one drink. It’s almost like she’s using a Jedi Mind trick on you.
And then once you’ve gotten nice and toasty and plan on leaving because you don’t want to spend any more money, or you’re too drunk, Candy starts giving you drinks! Sure I can sit here and talk about how the place is kinda grungy and smoky and the karaoke sounds like a Siren PMSing, but the heart of the matter is this: Candy is the god of wine and debauchery incarnated into human form. If you don’t believe me, go see for yourself.
Bow Bow Cocktail Lounge
1155 Grant @ Broadway [Chinatown/North Beach]