Guess it’s a good thing we don’t live in Highland Park. We may have to take our own lives as penance.
We wondered if this was the offending act of gentrification. A traditional bodega putting on airs: gourmet coffee, a juice bar, vegan options, a wine list and spot lighting.
Highland B0wl is pretty rustic on the outside. Unfortunately, the lanes were closed for a private event. There was a doorman and a velvet rope. There’s a clue.
With a little sleuthing we found a craft cocktail bar tucked away behind the bowling alley. Enticingly, it offered a dog-friendly courtyard.
We ordered something with fernet. It cost $15. Frigging delicious. Strike three. It’s official. We is gentrifying!
I don’t know who this white lady is, but she seemed to be enjoying herself unrepentantly. Shame!