Spring Lounge (aka Shark Lounge) & Eight Mile Creek (underground)

I found another excuse to go out during the work week (I should probably stop doing this if I ever want to catch up on some sleep) – Chris sent me a txt message about a trip to APT in the West Village; I’ve never been so I really wanted to go… too bad, that didn’t go down as planned. However, he and his friends did decide on another venue and, since I was dressed already, I went out anyway.

Took the 6 down to Spring and walked east towards the corner of Spring and Mulberry where I found Spring Lounge (there’s a really big shark hanging on the wall at the back). It’s your run-of-the-mill bar with the plasma screen tv stuck on sports… it struck me as a bit of an after-work scene and there seemed to be quite a few people who definitely looked like regulars. I enjoyed the company, so I could care less that there wasn’t anything particularly special about the place (except for a sign that said, “No Humping” and another in the back that said “Free Hot Dogs Cooked in Beer Every Wednesday at 5:00PM” – *laughs*)

I met Chris’ friend, Steve and a handful of others whose names I cannot recall at the moment (I wasn’t even drinking last night… there was just too many of them!)

We left Spring Lounge a little after 11 and went up a block on Mulberry to Eight Mile Creek – an Australian bar in Nolita! Apparently they serve kangaroo upstairs… mmmmmm…. I should try it one of these weekends after dallying around the boutiques at Elizabeth.

The bar is downstairs (different entrance) and it’s basically set up as half a lounge, a quarter bar, and a quarter dance floor. (No one probably goes here to dance… there’s only a jukebox to tend to your musical inclinations.) I’d probably only go to the place if I were bar-hopping around the area and it was on the way… though I am quite likely to frequent the restaurant upstairs if the food is as good as promised.