26-Aug-2015 (Wed)
Wherein the plywooding continues.

The plumbing, both below and above ground, is done, and approved, and now they can close up the bars, which they have begun doing. Most of the wall dividing the restaurant from the nightclub is complete. (It will be a mostly very-thick-glass wall, with curtains for when we want to block off more light.) Also, the front wall windows are framed and awaiting glass insertion.


Everything is going relatively smoothly, but not as quickly as I would like, but it's for a new reason than usual: our contractor can't find workers. Apparently everybody in construction is really busy right now, so we've only got two or three guys working, when we could be keeping six or seven of them busy without them stepping on each other. So that's a drag. And as a result of that, I'm pretty sure we've already blown our internal deadline, and won't be open by REDACTED, which is an annoyingly expensive deadline to miss.

The rusty gears of the ABC have begun to roll. They gave us their proposed conditions for our liquor license ("WHEREAS the issuance of an unrestricted license would be contrary to public welfare and morals...") and they're mostly bearable, but we're still bickering about language, which goes like this:

"You realize that the literal interpretation of this is impossible for anyone to comply with, right?"
"Well that's what we're putting on everybody's permits now. And we wouldn't expect you to literally comply with it, we're all reasonable people here."
"I think it would be reasonable for you to write down the words with which you expect me to literally comply."
"No."

It's awesome.

Getting approval for parking the walk-in fridge in the base of one of the light wells is taking longer than it sanely should, so we might end up pushing that project out to after opening, and just only having bottled (not tap) beer for the first few weeks. That's not ideal, but being open is better than not being open.

Our newly-poured floor already has cracks in it, because the construction guys next door keep backing things into the building hard enough to buckle it. Like our own little 2.8 quake every few days, just to keep us on our toes. I guess this is going to be an ongoing process.

A few photos:

Bootside Lands
Sequence: Designer Drugs
Dread Crew Of Oddwood
Skatalites + Phenomenauts

Hubba Hubbpocalypse
Bootie: 12-Year Anniversary
Moldover

5 Responses:

  1. nooj says:

    What's "mostly bearable" and what's "mostly unbearable" and what's "what we were looking for"?

    • jwz says:

      Along the lines of, "It's bullshit that they're telling us we can't do X, but we probably weren't ever gonna want to do X that badly anyway."

      What we're looking for, of course, is the issuance of an unrestricted license contrary to public welfare and morals.

    • jwz says:

      In particular, they did not try to saddle us with the surveillance camera thing, and I'm honestly surprised by that.

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