Okay, stop laughing, really. No, seriously, there are actually some neat things in the Sunset! Late last night (okay 9 pm, but whatever.) my friend called me (who are we kidding, she text me) to tell me that she and her friends were going to try out a bar in the Sunset called The Riptide. It’s pretty far out there, Taraval at (gasp) 46th, but let me tell you, it was well fucking worth it.

I managed to grab the 29 down Sunset and then ran-walked down 9 blocks to 46th (for warmth, it’s like, cold over here by the coast). When I arrived, I walked in to find a dance floor to my left, and some tables to the right. My friends were already at the tables, but since we’re the lucky girls that we are, the dance party came to us! No joke, we were asked to dance ON THE BAR three times, and each time we declined, the guy did a little jig in front of us, which appeared to be some sort of Riverdance/Moonwalk combo. I’m assuming, in his head, he was convinced that his performance would make us to want to dance too, but no such luck (sorry, guy!).

I went to find The Riptide’s website and found the most basic, boring thing in the entire world, so I wouldn’t recommend you checking out their website (who wants to do that anyway), but instead to check out the actually damn bar. It’s small, it’s local, and they play the best fucking music ever. Plus some chicks hooked up in the bathroom and one girl tried to pee in the walk-in fridge. Oh, and they have some little video-poker-like game thing, and duh, great drinks.

Alright kids, now go out and have fun.

[For more information and reviews check out The Riptide’s Yelp page.]