The Green Bar

Hands down the Green Bar was one of the weirdest bars in Providence. It was also famous. How many other bars in this town have been on prime time television? I was always frankly scared of it. Sure I went there but I was still always scared. I don’t know why, everyone was actually very nice. You just never knew; it had a sketchy feeling, like something was up or about to happen. That was part of its charm. This was old school Providence. Several court cases and a sale later it recently has changed hands. I wasn’t too sure about the place but I figured what the hell and one night and went in. Exactly the same; except the sketchy feeling was gone and there was decent beer on tap. There were still some crazy people there. Case in point: a very drunk “lady” quacked at me off and on and her boyfriend (?) mumbled something sounding like “steal my coat” into my ear.
One of the reasons I didn’t go to the Green Bar more often was beer. I like beer. I will drink Bud but only in a pinch. That was about it for draught beer at the Green Bar. The first time I went to the Green Bar upon entering I was met to by two ladies sharing a pitcher by the door. “You’re a han-some man. Wanna drink?” There is now a wide selection of draught beer on tap.
The juke box at the Green Bar was eclectic. I guess that would be the word for it. 70’s power metal, hip hop, punk rock, pop you name it. It had it all. I walked to the juke box with trepidation the other night. What would I find? Ta Da, it was all the same only better! Good music, cheap beer and interesting people what more can you ask for in a dive bar?
Oh yeah, the place is called Westminster Public house now.