Playing with Bourbon on A-1

I told you a couple of weeks ago that I was drawn to Rum Runner’s ‘Great American Bourbon Dinner’ like a moth to a flame.  The blessed event occured this past Monday and I was remiss to have let the event pass without comment.

Oh – Ma - Gah.

I’d imagine the folks who do the cooking at one of Greensboro’s most boisterous establishments welcomed the chance to test their culinary chops on something besides chicken fingers and cheeseburgers.  They did one hell of job and my compliments to everyone who had anything to do with a most pleasant and entirely deicious meal.  Not to mention the volume of superb Bourbons that were served in such copious amounts that Jinni, me, and some Aycock neighborhood friends had to call for our 15 year-old, driver-permitted, daughter to come down and take us home.

At some point between courses I asked the bar’s owner (a most pleasant fellow) if the two grand pianos on the stage were up and running – he said they were and that I was welcome to play should I have the urge.

Just as I was getting ready to play a tune or two for the 30 or so folks dining with us, in walked Rhino publisher Willy Hammer – camera in hand – looking for photographic content for his upcoming issue.  He started clicking away as I seranaded the masses saying, “I didn’t know you played piano.”  (Just so’s you know, I performed in piano bars all the way through college and a little beyond).

Seeing as Willy and his brother John are my landlords and all, we see and talk to each other most every day – but I swear Monday night was a chance encounter.

The photo on the front page of today’s Rhino is the rest of the story.

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  1. Posted January 25, 2007 at 10:42 pm | Permalink

    No knock on John Batchelor — I edited his work for years and he seems a very nice guy — but I think more extremely complimentary restaurant reviews should include phrases such as “Oh – Ma – Gah.”

    Well, and extremely derogatory ones. But still.

    And you’re now on the hook for pianobar at ConvergeSouth 2007 if we have to drag a piano over next to your barbecue pit. Cuz you know we’d do it.

  2. Posted January 26, 2007 at 8:15 am | Permalink

    I know you would, Lex.

    I actually have a baby grand parked in the middle of my living room. Strangely – as I think on it – its ivories hardly ever get tickled by me anymore unless Bourbon and a late hour are involved.

    I may have to do some soul searching to discover if I have a problem there somewhere or it could be that I just have found that I *think* I sound better with a little Bourbon grease trickling down my gullet.

  3. Holly
    Posted January 26, 2007 at 10:39 am | Permalink

    It was a SUP Fun nite! But I have say…OH CRAP! They put all those pics in the Rhino? I shall have to go get a copy and check it out.

  4. The CA
    Posted January 26, 2007 at 8:39 pm | Permalink

    I saw the Rhino photo, and for a moment I thought it was the Killer, Jerry Lee Lewis. Let me know when your next performance will be. I tickle a little myself, but not as well I’m sure.

  5. barney
    Posted February 1, 2007 at 3:19 am | Permalink

    I thought that was “Bert the Peddler” from the Andy Griffith Show.

  6. barney
    Posted February 1, 2007 at 3:20 am | Permalink

    …meant in a very nice way.

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