Mike's Place: Tavern of the Gods

The English call it a pub. The old west films it was a saloon or watering hole. My dad called it a tavern. But most folks just call them bars. It was on a Tuesday just after noon that the couple walked into my place, Mike's Tavern. My dad opened the place about twenty years ago after he retired from the police force. I took it over when the cancer settled into his lungs after forty years of heavy smoking. My name is Mike but everyone just calls me Junior.

The interior is dark woods, stain glass and lots and lots of framed photos....