Goodbye, Waltham Tavern

A quick early evening post on the coming demise of the Waltham Tavern in Boston's South End.

True, I only drank there one night, and that was almost five years ago, but the Tavern was an epic stop on an epic evening.

I suppose in retrospect it is not that surprising that the bar's owner is a reputed mobster who is (allegedly) dealing Oxycontin out of the back. I don't know what the first indication was, but the most enduring was a man gleaming with Soul-Glo playing one-handed pool.