#208: Add bank vault to my list of disappointing realities…

Last weekend, I went out for dinner and decided to have a pre-dinner cocktail beforehand.  I was born to be an extra in Mad Men.  And:
I went to a bar housed in an old bank vault.

The Bedford was dimly lit, mysterious and fun, but a little disappointing.  As Brad accurately surmised, I always imagined bank vaults to be more like the Ducktails version, with Scrooge McDuck diving around in piles of gold coins and paper money while wearing a striped singlet.  Instead, it’s a bunch of boring safe deposit boxes lining a square room.

Fun factor: 7


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  1. Frank says:

    The idea of a vault conjures up, in my mind, a picture of Pork Pig lathering up in a muddy sty just before his first date with Petunia, making sure his coins and bills are mudfree. It’s all in the eyes of the beholder!

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