Monday, June 15, 2020

Roark’s Tavern – closed


Last facebook post was a congratulations to the women’s flag football team they sponsored back in 2016 and an invite to the Halloween costume party. After Halloween… nothing.

Prior to, they seemed pretty active in terms of community service (drinking at noon to support firefighters), live local music acts, comedy nights, theme nights (ugly sweater party), drink specials, charity fun runs, and more.

I’m fairly distressed about this because this looks like a great community bar. According to the internet, the book got the address wrong, it’s 14 Landfield, there is no Landfall in Monticello.

Three yelp reviews, one is a patron that discovered his parents partied here before he was born. One says if you are a barfly, this is the place for you. Finally, that Roarks is a great place to be with friends.

WHAT HAPPENED?!

More posts about renovations in 2008-2009. People checking in with a beer drinking app. Places to go in Monticello.

Even google maps won’t let me get close to an answer. It drops me at the Landfield Ave Garage, where I can just make out Roark’s green awning on the building down the street, but it won’t take me down there. Tried to get down that side street from another direction, google ain’t having it. Landfield is a one way side street that they just didn’t bother with.

Their website is available for purchase, but it looks like an auto-generated .biz. Only evidence they may be open still is a Groupon deal. There’s just no information past 2017.

Since Roark is close to Ruark, which was Dave’s roommate’s last name in college, I’m choosing the drink he would probably select, while wearing his leather hat, moving along in the crowd.


Roark’s Old Fashioned
  • 1 sugar cube
  • 3 drops Angostura bitters
  • 1 lemon peel strip
  • 3 oz. rum
  • 1 orange slice
  • 1 maraschino cherry
Place sugar in old-fashioned glass. Sprinkle with bitters. Twist lemon peel above sugar and drop in glass. Fill with ice. Add rum, stir. Garnish with orange slice and cherry.

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