Two-story J&B held an old-world, traditional steak house feel with cranberry-red leather chairs, white linen tablecloths, candles, and Tiffany-style lamps. Given tonight was All Hallows" Eve, thick fake cobwebs and grinning plastic skeletons were suspended from various fixtures. And, wouldn"t you know it, Bobby “Boris” Pickett"s “Monster Mash” was playing when we entered. Staff attire consisted of black pants and long-sleeved shirts with gold trim, save for two bartenders, who sported satin tuxes and capes à la Count Dracula.
At half past five, only ten of fifty tables on the first floor were occupied, but most seats in the large loft upstairs were taken. Rey and I sat on two corner bar stools and people watched as we drank Perriers and waited for Beune Lachance. Awaiting drinks, cocktail
