Post #456398 by Mongoloid on Tue, May 26, 2009 4:39 PM

Took my little brother to Frankies last night for his 21st birthday. Carmello the bartender knew his first drink as an official legitimate of age and first tiki bar experience was to be a Zombie. He drank that with the bravado of a matador fighting a bull. He finished that one and requested an Irish car bomb. I looked at him with dissapointment and reminded him he was in a tiki bar and that there is no Guiness in Frankies. He decided to go with a Bender Ender, which he drank out of his new tiki mug and sipped on that one a little more cautiously and began to feel a little warm and fuzzy. We did a tour of Frankies and admired all the artwork and carvings and i gave him a little background on the artists. Mrs. Mongoloid did the Shag hidden vice game and it was revealed she was into Smut! Carmello set off the fog machine in front of the massive Crazy Al tiki and we watched Camp Burlesque on the flat screen and listened to Exotica and surf music from the juke box. He finished with a mai tai and looked at me and confessed that he was drunk. I smiled and hugged him and wished him Happy Birthday! Frankies is an amazing place with the collaboration of all the top notch artists and carvers that has a cozy feel and the drinks are excellent. I wish it was in my backyard, but my brother who lives in Vegas told Carmello that he will be seeing him again soon. Before we left this morning to come back to So Cal i woke him up to say goodbye and he sat up and said he was still drunk. I told him to check into rehab or go back to Frankies.