The Night They Turned Off the Lights at 7-Eleven And Other Tales of Greenville Ave.
Only a few places remained open, most legally: The Libertine, the neighborhood benchmark; Billiard Bar, crowded; Taco Cabana, essential. Yucatan and Service Bar, denied their late-hours permits from the City Plan Commission, also managed to remain open pending an October 7 hearing in front of a judge -- the first, but not the last, legal challenge to the law.
Even some with the proper SUPs had to close, though, the Greenville Avenue Pizza Company and Nandina among them. The former didn't yet have its new certificate of occupancy, yet another step required by the ordinance (and another $500 expense, amazing); its windows were covered in black paper. Meanwhile, Nandina was still tied up at City Hall, straightening out paperwork it thought was in order.
Meanwhile, down at the Libertine, business was good -- not great, not packed, but good, steady. It too almost didn't get to stay open after midnight; it too ran into snags concerning its new CO, despite its being held up at plan commission and city council as perhaps the greatest of all Greenville ventures -- the Perfect Neighborhood Bar, one that operates with consideration for the residents who live all 'round. We stayed till last call, till the lights came on, watching dozens of cars pull into the 7-Eleven parking lot and yank on the door, only to find it was closed -- closed?!?!
On my way home, a little past 2, I drove past a club still jam-packed, its patrons spilling into the street, beer trucks blocking Greenville, cops all 'round. The place: Kinki Lounge, at Martel, near the Granada, far from Lowest Greenville.