Having worked here as a staff writer at The Evening Sun for three years now, itís hard to believe some of the other positions Iíve held over the years, from my time with dad kicking carpet as an employee of Simplicity Carpet to my first job at the Norwich Burger King (almost 20 years ago now), making pizzas (and subs ... and calzones) while living in Vermont, and even the occasional stint as a full-time musician (a nearly impossible task in this area). Yet of all the jobs Iíve held, my favorites would have to be the years I spent bartending at the one-time Music Shop Pub (now the Blarney Stone Pub, of course) and the Owego Jailhouse (where I also learned my way around a restaurant kitchen).
Which is why, for this installment of Punching the Clock, I decided to make my way across Lackawanna Avenue to the Park Place Lounge and Restaurant.
Now, before I go any further, my original intent was to wait a few tables over the course of an afternoon, something Iíve Ė surprisingly Ė never done before, or maybe even spend some time in the kitchen (cooking is a favorite pastime of mine). Unfortunately for me, the timing didnít work out (mid-afternoon was a bit slow), yet it was great to get behind the bar again, particularly with some of the changes that have taken place thanks to the digital age.