The Bar: The Green Hill Golf Course Club House – the receipt I got when I paid for the drink said that its called on the Grill on the Hill. Grill on the Hill, doesn’t that sound like the kind of bar Dr. Seuss would come up with?
The Address 1929 Skyline Drive
The Day and the Time A lovely Sunday at 2:20 in the afternoon
The price 5 bucks
Did they ask me if I wanted a lime She did and then I got it
What was the type of gin Well
What was the gin and tonic like There was nothing special about the drink, nothing at all other than the part that it was a nice day for a drink and I liked being at a golf course drinking without having to schlep clubs and swing at the itty ball.
The Joint This is the club house for the local public golf. I never had this on my list of bars to go to, but I was driving on this lovely Sunday and saw someone put a bag of clubs in their trunk and I thought, isn’t their booze at the golf course? I didn’t know, but I was willing to find out, for you, my hoard of gin and tonicers. The worst that would happen would be I went up, saw nothing like a bar and then split. It has happened before. I went and did find a club house restaurant. It had thin old carpenting and old wood furniture, like you would expect. The bar was a corner and was pretty small, but the bartender was friendly and attentive. She told me that because they were just opening up for the season, they only had paninis and some appetizers, the main menu was starting the next week.
General Impressions It’s nice to have a day this year when you can play golf. I spoke to the woman behind the bar and she said that they only opened up the weekend before. I asked if this is the latest they ever opened and she seemed to think there was on year a while back that was this late. But it was a beautiful day, the day before Patriots Day and the bar was kind of empty, people were out side playing golf, who wanted to be inside drinking? Well…..me. But’s more a calling than a desire. There were four guys, finished with their round, sitting and shooting the shit. They were trying to figure out the best time to play again together and comparing which their favorite courses were in the area. They were having beer and one was having one of the sandwiches that were available. On the tv was bowling and myself and everyone else was drawn to it like moth to the ten pin flames. It was after a few minutes when the bartender said, “Wait, what time is it? The Sox game is on. Does everyone want the Sox and not this?” She got no serious response and then the Red Sox was turned on.
At a nearby table, three women were having food and wine. They were all friendly and chatty like they hadn’t seen each other in a while. I spent some time pondering them, wondering if they were golfers themselves, just done with the links or were they wives of golfers, thrown together with friends like ports in the storm. I hoped I was wrong, that they were golfers, but they weren’t dressed for golf, but what do I know about Links Sartorial Splendor? Some folk were outside. It was a good relaxed way to be.
Amount of Time in the Joint 20 minutes
Will I come back I’m not a golfer, so I don’t think I will hang out here. I also am not a golf groupie, wanting to sit next to local legends who hit birdies everytime. I know, no one does that, but this is just me going on. So I will say no, but I do have to say that I have been to clubhouses before and this was a friendly one. I don’t think anyone would be upset with the service or the view.