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Tits and Ass and Twins

“It’s been said there is nothing more American than baseball, hot dogs, apple pie and naked ladies,” writes Strib columnist Jon Tevlin as he tells us of a new titty bar, called the 10th Inning,being considering for the former 418 Club locale on 3rd Avenue N., just a block or so from Target Field.

“We like to call it a sports bar, primarily, with a side attraction,” said [local partner Mark] Dziuk, adroitly tap dancing around the lap dancing. “Couples who like to go to a sports bar before or after a game will like to go here.”

A friendly bar, with benefits.

Other local businesses and residents are none to happy about the prospect, but Tevlin is quick to point out that it’s not the only strip club in the area.

Families dragging glove-toting kids from nearby parking already have to explain such businesses as “Sex World” and “Sinners.” That’s what happens when you plunk your new stadium into the middle of a district actually designed to contain the city’s naughty bits in one easily accessible, or avoidable, neighborhood.

This is Twins Territory, indeed.

Get Thee out to the Patio

It’s definitely patio season, and the PiPress offers a great list of the best ones in town.

The readers’ favorite? Why W.A. Frost, of course.

1. W.A. Frost, 374 Selby Ave., St. Paul; 651-224-5715; wafrost.com (33.5 percent total reader votes)

2. Stella’s Fish Cafe, 1400 W. Lake St., Minneapolis; 612-824-8862; stellasfishcafe.com (32 percent)

3. The Liffey, 175 W. Seventh St., St. Paul; 651-556-1420; www.theliffey.com (22.5 percent)

4. Admiral D’s Waterfront Tavern, 4424 Lake Ave., White Bear Lake; 651-330-3101; admiralds.com (8 percent)

5. Manitou Station, 2171 Fourth St., White Bear Lake, 651-426-2300; manitoustation.com (4 percent)

See the full story for the PiPress’s top 25 rooftop/terrace, along the water, and neighborhood patios.

Now will someone please tell me why Gabby’s didn’t make the list? I mean, sure, it’s not the greatest venue in town, but the patio is one of the city’s best kept secrets. I’m looking forward to Psycho Suzie’s taking over the location shortly.

Where else? Where else? What are your favorite patios in town?

Tiki-Motor Lounge Heads for River

Ok, so we’ve said it before (more than once) ‚Äî on our Twitter feed anyhow ‚Äî but it looks like the cat is officially out of the bag: Psycho Suzi’s Motor Lounge will be moving to the much larger (four times as large, to be exact) Gabby’s riverside location this Fall. Too bad it’s in the Fall, though, because the best thing about Gabby’s is the fabulous patio ‚Äî which Psycho Suzi’s customers will likely have to wait a whole year to use. Wait, come to think of it, I guess the smokers may get a crack at it all winter. That’s how Suzi’s rolls.

Now.. it will be interesting to see how the Gabby’s hip hop crowd responds to the Psycho Suzi’s artsy hipster crowd. Predictions?

First Ave Looks Toward the Future

It has been a while since we’ve seen any major changes to First Avenue, and with the Twins season opener just around the corner, what better time to open their new restaurant? According to Switchblade Comb, The Depot Tavern, set to open in May, will serve up your classic bar-food fare, only supposedly much better: burgers, grilled cheese sandwiches, hot dogs, french fries, cheese curds ‚Äî even ‚ÄúThe Diamond Dog‚Äù, a ¬º pound all-beef hot dog, wrapped with pepper bacon and deep-fried on a pretzel bun.

And as if that weren’t enough, they’re changing their VIP Room into the Record Room, which, frankly, makes a lot more sense considering its used mainly for spinning. Local Artist¬†Greg Gossel will help transform the space with a massive mural. And it looks like April 4th (10pm) is the unveiling day with a Passion Pit after party featuring DJ sets from Passion Pit, The Moon Goons, Famuel, Ricky Biggs and Upgrayde.

Best F**kin’ Coneys in Town

When you see a tweet like this you just have to click the link, right?

@MPLSSTPL“He didn’t marry me for my personality or because I give good blow jobs.” http://bit.ly/9FBhpv

The link takes us to Heavy Table’s review of the Gopher Bar.

“Fuck you,” says the guy behind the counter. “I’m not talking to you. Fuckin’ middle of lunch.” Behind him a grill covered wall-to-wall with charred hot dogs and buttered buns sizzles and spews a cloud of smoke so thick it’s audibly choking the overhead exhaust fan. The guy takes a swig from a bottle of Bud, sets it back down next to a pack of Marlboro Reds, and squints at us like we’re wearing panties on our heads. “Talk to my wife.”

The guy is the owner of The Gopher Bar, where — according to the sign taped to the back wall of the bar over half-empty bottles of J&B and Black Label — you’ll find “The best fuckin’ Coney Islands in town.” This is why we’re here.

The results:

It’s hard to know what makes the Coneys at The Gopher Bar so damn good. Is it the soft, lightly grilled, buttery bun? The snap of the hot dog? The spicy meat sauce? The sharp bite of the cheddar? The crunch of onions? Or is it a result of the orchestration of all these things? So many textures and flavors come together that you almost forget you’re sitting under a Confederate flag.

The Gopher Bar isn’t a bar, it’s a moral dilemma. One that goes right to the heart of the economic climate we live in. At a time when every dollar is harder to make, and even harder to make last, are you willing to support a business that has no problem asking, “How about an ice cold bottle of SHUT THE FUCK UP!?”

Subo Gets a Lickin’

Anyone been to Subo yet? We had a Secrets of the City happy hour there a few weeks back, and that was quite lovely. We tried several of the apps, and while they could have used a drop more salt to bring out the flavors, they were actually quite good. But Girl Friday is not impressed. “I’ve given Subo two tries now,” she writes, “and I’m not sure I can be coerced to ‘experience’ it again. I’m not gonna lie; not having cranberry juice behind the bar was strike one.”

The adobo greens beans were full of onion, chili and soy sauce flavor but I couldn’t detect any of the promised madras curry or sesame oil. Also, onions nearly outnumbered beans in the bowl. The menu neglected to mention the steamed edamame would be dripping with butter, but that’s how it came out. I still can’t decide whether I loved it or hated it. On the one hand, the pods were so soft they nearly disintegrated in your mouth; but that also means they were soggy, void of that gratifying, nearly crisp texture. The steamed mushroom rolls were a big swing and a miss, starting with their puzzlingly heavy sweetness. Using a duxelles is an excellent concept here, but the filling’s texture is ruined by the tough tofu sheet wrapper; difficult to bite through and impossible to cut with a fork, not to mention messy.

Maybe they’re just better at meat. Anyone?

Drinks for the Undead

Sarah McKenzie reviews Donnie Dirk’s Zombie Den, the reincarnation of the old Stand Up Frank‚Äôs space ‚Äî only she doesn’t really say what she thinks of it. I’ll step in ‚Äî two thumbs up. If the atmosphere and drinks aren’t good enough for you (which they are, plus they have Strongbow), they have some of the greatest staff in town.

[Owner Leslie] Bock said the idea for the bar started with her desire to have a place focused on “smart drinking and conversation.”

And I have to confess, that’s exactly what I’ve had there ‚Äî full-on boozy debates with the bartender. Booya!

“As for the theme, it’s more of a riddle than reality. Just as there is no Psycho Suzi and that our pizza parlor is hardly a motor lodge,” Bock said. “The naming of Donny Dirk’s Zombie Den was meant to be a bit grandiose, obtuse, confusing and delightfully flawed. Like a former Miss Teen America still telling the story of her crowning moment 45 years later with menthol cigarettes and whiskey made in Idaho on her breath.”

And you have to catch the closing show.