Tag Archives: frank’s lounge

Socialized Medicine

My mother liked to say that she went down to the valley of death during my birth. 12 hours spent trying to push my infant body from her womb. Finally the doctor clasped my fragile head with steel forceps and dragged me from my mother’s body. The procedure is a common practice in childbirth, however […]

You Bet I Would

Yesterday afternoon I was watching the Texas-Tennessee football game at Frank’s Bar on Fulton. I was the only customer. Sam, the blonde bartender, had just returned from a six-week vacation in Slovakia. “Nice weather.” I had noticed the deep tan. Weather in Eastern Europe had been almost tropical this summer. “Too hot.” She smiled with […]

Time to Go Home

Last night after the Celtics – Lakers game LA Larry, ‘SSippi’ Homer, Big Ears Rosa, and several other drinkers at Franks kept the night burning by catching ‘last call’ at a nearby karaoke bar. Homer didn’t get home until 6am. He looked like a deshucked zombie at the bar tonight. Too much fun and Homer […]

Blizzard Conditions 2010

Asia is hot. SE Asia especially. Thailand is subjected to 35-40 C temperature throughout the hot season. Eyeballs boil in the heat. Clothing sticks to flesh like snake skin. Tempers flared into deadly encounters. Words are not enough and neither are 3layers of clothing this evening in New York. The city is experiencing a snowacane. […]

Black At Last

Frank’s Bar on Fulton Street is black. It’s not Black Panther ‘Black’ or Malcolm X ‘Black’ but it’s blacker than any other bar in Fort Greene. Since 1972 too. I’ve been hanging out there for the last year. I have never pretended to be anything more than what I am. A white boy from Boston […]