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| The White Eagle |
| 01.04.04 (7:51 am) |
We were in New Jersey the last few days and spent some time in a bar called ‘The White Eagle’ (those of you who were there, correct me if I’m wrong, but I think that is what it was called). Think 80s, neon, locals and you’ve got a pretty good idea of what the place was like. We got some dirty, perhaps envious looks when we came in. Seven young people who had clearly spent more time ‘in the city’ than the majority of the customers frequenting The White Eagle. It seemed that their life had come to a halt at about the same age we are now, so that they had turned into ghosts of the 80s. Madonna and Cyndi Lauper with wrinkles so to speak. Although we had a good time that night, I felt a kind of pity for the folks in the bar knowing that they probably have never left and never will leave their home town. Call it whatever you want (I know very well that some of you out there will think, oh, there’s another arrogant foreigner spitting on our culture), but I think it is truly sad when a bar wishes its customers all the best for the new year by putting the following text on their billboard outside:
Happy New Year
There is always the White Eagle…
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posted by: newbie
post date: 01.05.04 (11:18 am)
The White Eagle was definitly an experience. There is a "White Eagle" in every home town, where the locals go to drink, it's dirt cheap, and you went to highschool with all of the regulars. Anouk forgot to mention the single greatest Sunday dinner special of all time, at the White Eagle of course: "Steak and Ale Dinner for 2, $14.99 - consisting of 2 NY Strip steaks, 2 salads, 2 pints of beer". Someday I am going to the While Eagle for their Sunday dinner special. The White Eagle Rules!!!!
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