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• #ON THE CLOCK BAR AND GRILL FULL#

Bolivar Avenue has been standing for approximately 118 years, it has had just four owners. Actually, I can’t even remember if the place was called Off The Clock or On The Clock at the time.Īlthough the building at the southwest corner of S.

I’ve been there for fish once before, either in 2012 or 2013, but I can’t remember much about it. Howell Ave., 41) is what brought me there. Staying within Milwaukee’s city limits for the first fish fry back at this column was a conscious decision, and the all-you-can-eat fry on the menu at On The Clock Bar & Grill (4301 S. And I will also soldier on to look for more Friday night fish frys in towns and cities, and along country roads near and far. Have I already forgotten those things I said I’d never take for granted again? Have I returned to my old grumbles? There might not be a Victory Day, but we must soldier on despite the losses, despite the pain, through this life that leads to certain death.

#ON THE CLOCK BAR AND GRILL FULL#

I write this knowing full well my own faith in these words has often waned. If the past 19 months are any indication of the future, there is no clean break back to what was before, no demarcation into a post-pandemic period, and no V-E Day or V-J Day with dancing in the streets.īut while the Champagne bottle stays on the shelf, I will once again raise an Old Fashioned, not in a dramatic fashion, but while imbued with reverence for the sparkle of life amid continued uncertainty. Intransigence to science, civic duty, and a shared sense of purpose persists. In this country, millions have gotten sick and hundreds of thousands have died. Great strides have been made with vaccines, but the threat of a virus that can cause bodily harm-and upend a Friday fish fry streak-is still very real. As much as I want to stand on the top of Steny’s bar with an Old Fashioned in hand and shout “Nice try, pandemic!” I know I must be less cavalier. Since then, I haven’t gotten sick or died from COVID-19, and the fish fry streak hasn’t been broken. That was April 2020, when collective uncertainty was at its peak but hope remained in hearts. I’ll meet you at their bar first, and we can raise some Old Fashioneds in the air and toast all the things we will never take for granted again.” But, if I do make it through this madness, I’ll someday have to make it back to Steny’s and get some of those potato pancakes with another fish fry. I’ll cruise in slow, follow the wands, and partake in my first otherworldly meal. “If I don’t make it through this, I hope the entrance to the pearly gates looks just like the entrance to Steny’s fish fry pickup area.

Follow along with his never-ending adventures here. Caleb Westphal hasn’t missed a Friday fish fry since 2013.