mojitooooI know, the sky’s telling me it’s not mojito season, either. But this work week is telling us we don’t really care what our hooch is mixed with. Gentry’s gettin’ rid of his remaining mojito fixings on Saturday, pushing the minty beverage for $5.

Our suggestion is to go the distance on Callow this weekend:

— $5 Hot ‘n’ Ready at Little Caesars

— 5 tacos for $5 at La Poblanita

— $5 mojito at Hi-Fidelity

Just sayin’.

photohifiSo, there I was, sitting at the bar at Bremerton’s Hi-Fidelity last weekend when a sailor took notice of my beverage. I informed him that it was, indeed, a gimlet: gin, sugar, and lime juice. He was intrigued, and I offered him a chance to get his lips around it. He did, and he loved it. For the next 35 minutes, he an I kept ordering gimlets and we each drank from all the glasses that came our way. A little strange, I admit.

At any rate, gimlets and cheeseburgers are flowing this weekend at Hi-Fidelity. I only order gimlets at the Hi-Fi. I mean, I have the occasional beer, but this is the only place I drink gimlets. It’s also the only place I share gimlets with sailors.

All illustrations by Jessica Randklev.

All illustrations by Jessica Randklev.

Dear Old Man Winslow: No, I didn’t buy a Prius or anything. It has to do with my drinking habits.

We saw some of the most gorgeous weather of the year last week, and before I boarded a ferry home one evening I decided to pick up a beverage or two for the ride back to Bremerton. Well, my usual bodega was closed, so I hoofed it up to some swanky West Edge deli that I cannot even remember the name of. They had no 22-oz bottles — my preferred vessel for on-board sipping — and their selection was unimpressive at best. Without realizing what I was doing, I found myself at the register with a six pack of Stella Artois. You know, the “Perfection Has Its Price” brand of Hams. It was delicious.
I sipped it as the sun went down over the Olympics. It tasted spectacular until I caught sight of the Bainbridge boat, and I realized what a Bainbridge move it was to spend $11 on a six pack, to drink piss-quality beer because of branding, and to wrap my cargo in a white paper bag. Yes, Winslow, the bag wasn’t even brown, it was Sparkle vanilla white. As I think back on the transaction I realize that it was I who reached for the small white bag, even when the cashier offered me a brown — albeit much larger — bag for concealment. I have a problem, Winslow. I even brought it up with Jarred, my Uptown analyst, who told me:

“That was a monster Bainbridge move. Luckily there are no laws in place that would force you to over compensate by sipping Milwaukee’s Best out of a can with your pinky finger sticking out while walking around downtown Winslow.”

In my defense, I did get the the ferry a few minutes early and ordered a pint of Pabst at the Commuter Comforts bar. But, I believe Jarred’s right. I need to atone for my sins. For even as I write this, I realize that I’ve once again locked lips with Stella. At least I’ve kicked the bag.

The Bremelogger

All illustrations by Jessica Randklev

All illustrations by Jessica Randklev

What’s wrong with the Island’s youth? You’ve got a lot of nerve, Logger.

I should be asking you the same thing about your up-and-comers. But, I’ll get to that in a second.

Standing guard in front of Safeway has been an Island tradition for generations, er, at least the generations here only long enough to not remember a time before McDonald’s and the rape of the land at the hands of Southern California. Call these kids what you want–truants, delinquents, leeches–they’re all training for one thing: a move to Bremerton. I understand they’d fit in well there. I mean, it doesn’t take a high school education to break one’s leg evading the heat, does it? How much time in physics class must one put in to take off one’s pants in public? How many liquid lunches from a paper bag must one consume until a tunnel is a better idea than a brew pub?

I must ask you, Logger, what the hell is the deal with Bremerton kids and those masks? Twice now I’ve seen kids — I’m only assuming, as their faces have been obscured. But, would a grown man/woman really don a mask in public in March? Sorry, forgot whom I was addressing. — with rather frightening white masks with dark markings around Rob’s Quick Stop near the north end of Callow. How can you explain this behavior, “bro”?

OK, yes, you’ve probably deducted from the previous paragraph that I visit Bremerton on occasion. For a thick-skulled has-been of the forrest, you really do have a talent for observation. You see, during my time in the Navy I developed an affinity for McGavin’s Pink Champagne Cake, and consequently am forced to visit Callow, er “Little Fremont” on occasion. It’s not because I like the Moon Biscuits at the Hi-Lo or anything.


halehale…for a brewer’s night at The Manette, that is. But, please, everybody come out to The Manette Wednesday night (5:30 p.m., Hales Pints are $3) and hassle the Hale’s rep until he/she agrees to set up shop in Tim Ryan’s building by the Admiral. We already know Mike Hale wants to open up in Kitsap this year. Let’s show these people that Bremerton knows how to drink!


According to the liquor control board, the Free Range Distillery Company on Bainbridge Island, wants to start serving hooch to the public. I must say, Winslow, this is something even Bremertonians can get behind. You think they’ll serve it in a paper bag?


As fate would have it, Sustainable Bremerton’s monthly Green Drinks meet-up falls, appropriately enough, on St. Patrick’s day. There will be $2 pints from 5 to 7 p.m. My advice is to get there between 5 and 7 so you can get $2 pints. You can also talk to your friends and neighbors about walking to the ferry, not using plastic bags at Safeway, and how to deal w/out Kitsap Transit on Sundays