I'm sorry, I just can't take a wine and martini bar seriously that has something as gimmicky as pop rocks around the rim of the glass. Really? I also really don't like judgey bartenders. It's not your job to evaluate and critcize my drink choice...yes, I want an apple martini; no, I do not want your stupid cherry vodka, cherry juice, and pop rock rimmed martini that is $12.\n\nThankfully, once we got a table in the back, our waitress was really really friendly and accommodating. She mentioned that they were expecting a private party in about an hour and that we would have to move, but that she would make sure we got a table in the front area. We were there for over two hours and the private party didn't materialize. The best part about sitting in the back area was that we were close to the bathrooms, which allowed for some stellar people watching. The clientele is quite mixed, and some people made some interesting outfit selections for their night out. The single bathrooms are a freaking joke...why do bars insist on having only one or two stalls in a bathroom when you know you are going to be busy? It's really frustrating. The music was quite interesting...I've never been to a bar where there were electric fiddle players and I used to live in Ohio!\n\nOverall, Silver was just OK. I definitely wouldn't make a special trip downtown just to go there. I'm not even sure it would be on my top 5 list of places to check out after a sporting event, the theatre, or any other reason why I was downtown on a Friday or Saturday evening.
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