The Hurry on Inn, or Polka your butt out of here
Chaz’s viewpoint – Donna and I were going home from downtown Detroit and taking back roads or surface streets as they are called when its all paved. We are going through an older neighborhood, Warrendale. We notice that there is an oddly appealing block that has two bars on the one side and a third on the other side of street, so of course we stop. Their names are the Hurry on Inn, The Last Call, and Pete’s Bar.
Side note – These three bars have a lively, colorful cast of patrons. Thus we frequent them and there will be a few tales from these locations. Back to the story…
This night we decided to go into the Hurry on Inn. While I had been there before with friends, this was our (Donna & I) first time there. As we walked up to the door, we could hear music. As we opened the door, we could feel music. The beat was loud. The horns were blaring. The accordion was screaming. Yes, that’s not a mistake, it was an accordion. They were playing Polka music, as loud as a SUV with tinted windows and spinning rims. It was also packed, which didn’t take a lot. According to the sign that we saw at a later date, seating capacity was 65 people.
We walked the gauntlet looking for a table, a chair, or even a space to belly up to the bar. Our efforts were for naught. As we reached the back door, we concluded that this was no place for us. Of course, the polka music also helped us reach that conclusion. We start walking back to the front door and it started. Someone yelled “goodbye”! Being the friendly type of person, I waved good bye back to them. Yes, I did use ALL my fingers not just the middle one. Someone started clapping, then another. As we reach the door, the entire bar is clapping and whistling at our departure. What could we do? Such outpouring of emotion was amazing to witness, so we did the only appropriate thing. We opened the door, turned, looked at the crowded bar, and…
Bowed as we left! This was mainly due to having to hold our sides from laughing. The Hurry on Inn is truly a neighborhood bar.
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