|Kevin, the cat, pretending to be a bar
patron at home in the kitchen
On Friday night for his debut, we packed the bar. Which kind of meant it was just like being at home, only there was a wider selection of beer and wine than normal to choose from, and my husband didn’t actually have to cook the food. Just serve it to us.
|Mastering the pour|
The feedback on his bartending experiences was positive. The owners claimed there were many compliments on his service. And I’m not surprised. He’s a generally friendly guy, a nice contrast to my, well, we sometimes call it, prickliness. Obviously, we spend a lot of time at the 605 and are quite grateful to have them around, so it was good to be able to help them out. When you ask people what community means, helping each other out is often at the top of the list. It’s good to know that that can still be true in Madison.
Alas, my husband did not learn how to operate the cappuccino maker, a much more complicated device than the beer taps, so we will not be able to break in and make ourselves cappuccino’s on Saturday mornings…yet.