March 26, 2006
The Closing Of Rocky's
A couple of my favorite pix from the closing night at Rocky's. Actually I only took a few, and everyone there should thank me because everyone there was pretty toasted. Lots of hugging and blithering and laughter and no closing of Rocky's should end without a near brawl on Lankershim Boulevard.
Puff Daddy Chuck had shoulder surgery a week ago and scratched his eyeball on Friday but that didn't stop him from sporting a patch or his wife from noticing the resemblance to the Oakland logo that showed prominently at Rocky's (next to the Steeler's but ahead of the Bronco's).
And me and Mr. Miceli - yes, Angelenos, THAT Mr. Miceli, shared a tender moment before he traded hats back with King Louis and before he chugged back his lucky thirteenth clocktail of the day and before he walked home to his Toluca Lake mansion and I to my Toluca Lake one-bedroom.
It's probably not a bad thing for a lot of people that Rocky's has shut down. But they had all the football games and they even allowed me to watch some tennis. They cooked a really great burger and an even better basket of fries and Robbyn, oh Robbyn, where will you be pouring next with that INCREDIBLY heavy hand of yours?
Cheers, Rocky's.
And to all the other late-great bars that have shut down before me.
(Special nod goes to Sloan's and The Firefly.)
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