Thursday Night Rooftop Shenanigans

I’m not talking about the Peabody or the Madison Hotel rooftop parties. This gathering took place on the top of No. 10 S. Main to celebrate the new development at The Goodwyn building. To get to the rooftop, we had to go to a quick sales pitch. The pictch was painless and included champagne. For what its worth, the floor plan of the newly renovated building looks very nice. Unfortunately, its out of my price range at the moment. After looking at the pricing and the champagne, we made our way to the upstairs party.

After what NL described as the longest elevator ride of her life, we reached the top of the building where we were greeted by the hot Memphis sun. There’s nothing like being on the roof of a building with temperatures in the mid-90’s. Did I mention there was no shade? There was only one way to combat this problem, hit the free bar. After a couple of glasses of wine, the heat was not a problem. We stayed at the party for a couple of hours enjoying the food catered by McEwan’s and the music of Amy and the Tramps.

With a few drinks in our systems and sleepiness setting in, we had a decision to make…carry the flag or go home? Being the geniuses that we are, we opted to carry the flag and go to Felicia Suzanne’s for one more drink. What’s the old Lay’s potato chip slogan,“Bet you can’t eat just one!”? A drinking version of this slogan could have easily been used at the bar. 3 or 4 beverages later, I was good and buzzed and ready to go home.

Unfortunately, I paid for it today with a nice hang over.

Before I forget, the quote of the night:
Me: "Is this South American wine?"
Bartender at The Goodwyn party: "No sir. It's from Argentina."

A friend just called and convinced me to head over to the Gibson Lounge for a rooftop party. This must be a new endeavor for the folk's at Gibson. If it sucks, there's always the Saucer or the Orchid Club.