Las Katty's; Where Nobody Knows Your Name...Or English.

Welcome to Las Katty's.

Do you have a valid drivers license? Ha ha, just kidding.

What you really need is a mustache like this.

Last Saturday night was my 3rd last night in Florida. As far as my last nights in Florida go, this one was rather mediocre. I think that going away celebrations lose their charm when you don’t actually go away. Therefore, my next going away party, if I get one, will be a “those bastards can’t get rid of me” party. I am sure that people will be more supportive of that one.
Anyways, on my last last night in Florida I was exploring local bars with a girl I have been dating. She just moved into a new apartment and wanted to find a place to shoot pool on the weekends. The first bar we went to was my favorite. It was called Las Katty’s and my first observations suggested that it might be a Hispanic bar (nothing but Salsa played on the jukebox, they only served Corona and everybody was Hispanic). When we walked in I approached the bar and ordered two Corona’s. The bartender promptly gave me two stacks of quarters…I guess for the jukebox? After reiterating that I actually wanted two CORONAS she started holding things up until I nodded at the Corona beer can. Finally she gave me two cans of Corona, some lime wedges and a really funny look. I think the funny look was free.

Our endeavors to play pool were even less successful. It turns out that putting down quarters is not good enough at Las Katty’s. In order to play pool you must also have a mustache. My companion was beside herself that they wouldn’t let her play. Every time she tried to get into a game they conveniently couldn’t understand what she wanted. I think that they were afraid to be beaten by a girl. I unfortunately do not have a mustache either so we were both out of luck with respect to pool. Fortunately we both like Corona in a can so we just kicked back and had many meaningful conversations with the only Spanglish person in the bar. Most of these conversations involved making fun of me for having taken Latin in high school instead of Spanish. And now, buenos noches. Im going to bed.