Ten-Pin Night
We found ourselves at the Diversey Rock & Roll Bowl yesterday evening for the first time in years, and I’m telling you, there’s nothing quite so S-a-t-u-r-d-a-y Night as throwing a ball down the lane to Neil Diamond’s Cherry Cherry and discovering that you’ve scored an 8.
And, just in case you’ve forgotten:
My baby loves me, yes, yes she does
All other girls outta sight
Says she loves me, yes, yes she does
She’s gonna show me the night
She got the way to move me Cherry
She got the way to groove me
Cherry baby now
She got the way to groove me
Alright
She got the way to groove me.
Bet you can’t resist singin’ that the rest of the day.
Great, now I really want to go bowling. The best alleys were at the now-defunct Marigold Bowl, Grace and Broadway. After spending many of my formative years in a bowling alley, this was as close to bowling heaven as you could get.
Marigold was one of those places I was always meaning to get to, and then, damn, it closed before I ever got there. You may be able to revive that special feeling at Diversey.
They really have it together there — and they’re serving super decent (not great, but highly edible) food. Even is cooked by a guy in a chef’s jacket. But, it didn’t seem that yuppified — it was more like they respected the game of bowling too much to serve anything less. Maybe that’s generous, and the evening costsya,but I sure had a blast.
Another nice thing about that place is that it draws a pretty diverse crowd for a north side establishment. Not enough places like that up here for my taste