The Last Last Call
So did the advice.
"You should put plaques up for all the classic bars like this," slurred one city booster.
"Isn't that your job?" I asked.
"At least make a list of all of them," he continued, although not that coherently.
Been there, done that. In fact, I showed him the evidence: many scrawled-on, stained sheets in my reporter's notebook dating three Friday's back, when the news first leaked out that Duffy's would close on November 30 (technically, at 2 a.m. today) and I joined some fellow mourners at the corner of the 70.1-foot bar. There we lamented worthy saloons long gone, and listed those still deserving of toasting.
The survivors (starting in downtown, staying within city limits, at least a decade old and, in the case of *, under non-original ownership but still worthy):
My Brother's Bar
Ogden Street South
Brewery Bar II
Don's Mixed Drinks
15th Street Tavern
Bull & Bush
...and, every January during the National Western, the very best bar in the world: The Cowboy Bar in the basement of the Hall of Education.
Have your own nomination? Send it in. Raise a glass -- filled with whatever's still available -- for a last toast to Duffy's. -- Patricia Calhoun