text: A group of seven girls, headed out for a night on the town before our best friend gets married.  So yeah, we're all dolled up.  Thursdays was definitely the WRONG place to stop first.  We intended to hit the club there,  but unfortunately we arrived too early (it was like 9:30pm...) so we just opted for the plain old bar area.  We were certainly the black sheep.  \n\nIt seemed like everyone at the bar was staring at us as we ordered.  They serve no martinis, no long islands.  Luckily I enjoy beer so I just ordered a bottle of Molson and got a shot of SoCo.  It was quite expensive, especially considering the exchange rate now makes the Canadian Dollar worth more than the American Dollar - sheesh.  After a few minutes of some of the pickier ladies trying to figure out what they could drink, I watched the bar-back rummaging around in the lower cabinets behind the bar.  He successfully found a bottle of Apple Martini Mix.  So Apple Martinis it was.  And we left after that.  I could tell the locals already hated us.  \n\nThe greatest part about this place was the breathalyzer test on the wall.  I wonder who really uses it and doesn't just abuse it?  I guess it's a smart thing to have in a bar, but had we made this a later stop in our search for libations, I'm sure we would have enjoyed playing the \"who's more drunk\" game!