“La Cantina,” Bobby’s Dry dock

Bobby’s Dry Dock

7876 Birch Bay Dr., Birch Bay

Restaurant owner, Bobby Christoffer is a long-time icon in Birch Bay. He started the former Dry Dock Restaurant – first located on the water down the street, then directly across the street in ‘the old house’…and now, after four years as “La Cantina,” Bobby’s Dry dock is back! Come by for a great meal, a beer from our great variety on tap, to try your luck at pull tabs, sing a little karaoke… or just to visit with the locals. We look forward to seeing you!!

This made me excited for when we moved to Birch Bay and there was a bar that was close (not to close) that we could go to, but boy I have been so wrong about that, 4 years of trying to figure out what the hell WE did to be treated like shit every time we went out to have fun and kick back.

This is many things you would find describing Bobby’s Dry dock, yet when you want to have a nice evening with friends sometimes you are treated differently as if nobody cares how the customers feel. I will start with the first time I was removed for this establishment, I was being SEXUALLY HARASSED by another patron and myself and my husband asked the man to stop to no avail, so I told the bouncer (who was more into his cell phone games than helping a paying customer) and his reply was I should enjoy the attention. I said that if I have to handle the problem myself then I will, sadly a few minutes later I had to. This other man (more like pig-scumbag dick head) SLAPPED my ass, so my response was that if he touches me again I will hurt him. He slapped my ass again and I proceeded to smash a beer bottle on his face (problem solved or so I thought), this is when the bouncer finally decided to do something and physically remove me. (I mean really dick head you refused to help me in the first place and now you want to help, nope you are welcomed with my knee shoved firmly into your pelvic region and I felt my knee bone hit bone and hard {thanks dad for teaching me that}.) I was able to remove myself from this so called bouncer and then run after and attack the sexual asshole again and proceed to kick the living shit out of him for about two minutes before my husband pulled me from the building. I found out later it took 5 men to hold back my husband from harming that so called man and  7 to catch and hold myself so I could me removed (one being my husband).

The second time I was told to leave (noticed told and not taken outside by force) was many  months later, I was 6 months pregnant which meant I was the DD, and I didn’t mind the deal was buy me food and some soda and I will be happy. So I was sitting at a table near the back, exactly next to the restroom (I could not only smell the bathroom I could hear people use it, I am sure there is some rule about that somewhere), and my husband ordered his drinks and my sprite and orange juice with the deluxe nachos with fresh made guacamole (heaven for a pregnant woman like me). I was sitting with my friends (6 of us, me included) who were drinking and we were all talking to each other and we all only had one drink (well they had one drink I had not touched mine yet, food first at the time) and the bartender came over and told us that we are cut off from more beer and we need to leave because I (me the pregnant one was making a scene). I said there must be some mistake because we have only been here for maybe 45 minutes and only had a one beer each and I am not drinking at all. This older bartender looked me straight in the face and yelled ” I can not serve you alcohol due to you being pregnant”, (yes you old sagging titted bitch who has more wrinkles than Shar Pei, I would love to endanger my child’s life with you shitty ass beer) I told her in a calm voice that I am the DD I my drink is only sprite and o.j and that she made it for me. Her face became red and then said that if I left than my friends could stay. I said sure and that I would be back at midnight to pick up my friends and left.

The final and last time my family was asked to leave was when my husband took out his friends for a good time. This being said he had not gone out in over a year, so there should be no bad blood from Bobby’s and everyone can be civil. Oh boy was I wrong, over three years the same bartender girls have been treating this place like it’s their own high school and they are the queens. But the problem for kicking out people who have done nothing wrong can have major effects. My husband is a calm person and is nice until provoked. And these bartender Mean Girls have something out for our family and anyone we are with. I mean being there for an hour just sitting and eating food doing nothing but chatting with people and being friendly helping make somebody happy and what happens? BAM! Kicked out, what for? Asked the bouncer he said he didn’t know, asked other people and they said he did NOTHING, he was just chilling and doing NOTHING, taking up space at the bar eating a drinking. Until the same bartender who told me I had to leave had some problem and kicked out my husband. I am not saying that this person has a problem with our family but it seems every time we go there it is THE SAME BARTENDER telling us we are causing a scene, being too loud or being rude and needs to leave. This same bartender told us we can’t come on the property due to a restraining order, um sweetheart we weren’t send papers I called the police station and they looked for months and nothing, so you need to stop running business away from your boss’s place and suck up what ever problem you have and be an adult about it and serve the drinks and take you tips.

So Bobby’s Dry Dock or La Cantina what ever the fuck you call yourself, we and all our friends will no longer be going to your shitty place for a good time. We will take our hard earned money and spend it at the Past Time or The Wheel House or go down a block and visit your rivals and spend our money there.wordpressblogimage

Tupperware Party

I have been to numerous ‘parties’ that have been thrown at peoples homes, however, I have never thrown one. But I have always wanted to, so I am. I am starting with something small and useful like tupperware. It is my first ever party to throw/host, and I am nervous. It is not until September 14th but still nervous. I know many people are not wanting to go to them, as I was many times. But, I have learned that one they are fun to go to, if not for items to buy you get to hang out with other women and have fun, and two you can win fun prizes and yes even buy an item or two.

With that being said, I try to (but it doesn’t always happen) buy the cheapest item I can find. That way I feel like I have helped a women start her career and I get something nifty for my time. But I went to one and became hooked, and this is something that is not bad to get hooked onto. Granted you are still spending money (only if you want to) but most of all you have women time and you get to meet new people.

I am nervous and happy and excited about it. I have invited people from Facebook and all the people I know who don’t have Facebook. I now have to worry about what food choices I will prepare and what drinks to supply. And, I am not one of those people who don’t serve booze, I do but I am thinking just wine or maybe a couple of mixed drinks.

Don’t worry I will also keep you informed after the party happens to let you know how much fun it was or if its a total bust.