Stopping here in mid-March made me...

Stopping here in mid-March made me quite nostalgic. During the early 90's, Bogart's was the place for full contact sport. In particular, my ATF worked there - a cute little blond with the stage name Barbie. Private rooms, plenty of girls day and night and the wildest happy hour around. The girls are stil fairly plentiful although much more chocolate than vanilla and the private rooms are gone. The VIP area troll watches everything even after a generous tip and the bartenders and waitresses were for the most part surly. If only I had a time machine!