Crappy iPhone picture I took of the view
at Bar Belmont. Definitely doesn’t do it justice,
but I used Instagram so that helps… kind of.
This has got to be one of my favorite hideaway places in Dallas. It’s on the other side of the Trinity River, which scares off a lot people, but it’s so worth the trek. First off, it gets you away from the freaks formerly known as Uptown residents. Secondly, it provides a view of downtown unlike anything you’ve ever seen. Yes, I know that is a terrible picture of the view and it doesn’t do it justice, but just use your imagination for a second, okay?
Upon visiting Bar Belmont, you’re going to get a lot more than just good drinks. You are going to get out of this world people watching. They’ve got everything from grungy hipsters to over served moms with braces. The chicka mixing drinks at the bar is the textbook example of everything I’ve ever hoped for in a bartender. Not only is she really entertaining and extremely willing to mock people, she knows what’s up when it comes to drinks.
Side rant: The other day I went to Common Table and ordered a Tom Collins. The bartender stared at me for awhile, ran off, came back and told me no one in the bar knew what that was. I smacked him in the head with a bartender’s manual and then ordered a glass of wine. Surely he knows what a glass of wine is.
The bright side of that misadventure? I ordered the same thing at Bar Belmont and the bartender was on it like white on rice. She even suggested the proper gin to make it with and double checked that I ordered a Tom Collins not a Vodka Collins (barf).
After that drink, I started ordering off their super creative cocktail menu. I like how unique cocktails other than “vodka soda with lime” are becoming popular. Their Honey Badger drink is to die for. It has whiskey and some other stuff in it. I sort of forgot what it contains, please don’t yell at me. But I can tell you that it is a very satisfying drink and the whiskey is not overpowering at all. Even the mom in braces enjoyed a Honey Badger (then she started singing… but that’s an entirely different blog post in itself).