My Ode to Dinner at the Bar


One of my favorite things to do is to steal away on a late evening, after leaving my son safely with a sitter, and have dinner with my husband at the bar of a restaurant. Once you have children, that quickly becomes a thing of the past.  So whenever there is an opportunity to sit at the bar top and have dinner, we take it. With this pandemic still in full force, my “dinners at the bar” are a distant memory for now. However, my longing for them only increases each and every day.

Friday is here, and I let out a cheer knowing a babysitter is coming that day.
It’s been quite a week for my hubs, and I seek some time to go out and play.

We close the door behind us and take a deep breath, and head to our getaway car,
We are anxious as heck to get out of this wreck and have dinner in our spot at the bar.

We belly up in the corner chairs, ready for a some peaceful “us” time,
Hey bartender, we’re here, it’s been quite a year, I’ll take a mule with a lime.

Prime 47’s bar is great and a regular haunt, we love the desserts, get the cookie.
But if you want to know where it’s at, hit Ocean Prime’s tap, their truffle popcorns the best for you rookies.

If you’re downtown and thirsty, try Plat 99 for a view of our city at night.
If you are interested, though, the Eagle’s a must go for their menu is always just right.

Noah Grant’s how I long for thee. It’s been a minute since I’ve had your oysters and martini.
Napolese is the one that I don’t mind skipping on, let’s face it I’m definitely not ready for a bikini.

Let’s not forget, this bar is a hit—the shrimp cocktail and sliders at Elmo’s and 1933.
I’m drooling now, wow girl wow. I blame the Covid, please don’t judge me.

The quality time with my husband is great, and randoms nearby always seem willing to share.
The bar’s where it’s at, it’s definitely all that, just give me the signal it’s open and I’ll be there.

This pandemic is tough, in more ways than one, and this is minor; its true.
But my longing for the bar hasn’t gone far, and a date night is long overdue.

We will be back, I say, bartenders, please stay. We know it has been tough for you all.
Our restaurants will recover, we won’t let them shutter, we can’t wait to see you stand tall.

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Lauren is a wife, mother and public relations professional. A born and raised Hoosier, she loves all things Indiana. After spending two years fighting the tourists in Orlando, Florida, Lauren returned home to this great state and now lives in Carmel. A self proclaimed "boy mom", Lauren loves spending time with her little man Andrew and husband James. She is a sports lover, runner and avid traveler. Lauren considers motherhood her greatest adventure and loves that she gets to share her stories with IMB readers!