With its impressive wine and beer list, elegant tapas menu, and urbane atmosphere, Cellar 6 enchants sophisticated wine enthusiasts and casual café crawlers alike. Fermentation fans can sip on more than 45 wines by the glass and more than 100 wines by the bottle. A fruity glass of Rex Hill Pinot Noir ($14) makes for a pleasant accompaniment to catching up with an old friend or catching strep from an old man. Cellar 6 also hosts more than 30 beers from American craft breweries and far-flung international beer agencies. Blackened fish tacos ($12) and the Mediterranean chicken flat bread ($12) top a menu of inviting tapas, burgers, and more, and set up mouths for a crème brûlée ($8) or a molten bundt cake ($7) knockout. While guests indulge, local musicians keep ears from developing tongue jealousy. Warm tones predominate the restaurant's brick and wood interior, and outdoor bistro-style dining pleases fresh-air lovers and bipedal palm trees.
They tell a tale to quake your bones at Warehouse 31?on October 13, 1875, a woodcutter by the name of Billy Turner killed his nine-year-old daughter in a horrific accident. Unable to cope with his grief, Turner killed himself. But the pain was too great for death to assuage. Soon Pelham was under siege from a series of mysterious events. A young girl found roaming unattended along a railway. The sound of a chainsaw echoing from the forest. Glass doors sliding open as soon as somebody stepped in front of them. Today, Warehouse 31 stands on the site of that ill-fated lumberyard, and guests can experience some scares of their own, thanks to a cast of monsters, high-tech animatronics, and gravely unhinged clowns.
While the name might lead you to believe one of St. Augustine?s only sports bars is only open on Fat Tuesday, they took things a different direction: rather than waiting for the holiday to come to them, they create their own festivities. From Swing Night on Tuesdays to Country Night on Thursdays, music plays a big part in the fun, something that's also true of Live Music Saturdays. When music's not the star, it's most often for reasons pertaining to sports. 23 televisions, 3 projection screens, and an impressive cable package ensure that every post-touchdown pirouette is rightly applauded or booed.
Shaughnessy's Sports Grill sates fans of sports and traditional pub fare with meaty burgers, sandwiches, and ribs to pair with frothy imported and domestic brews. Televisions broadcast local and national sporting events into the bar, where cheers spontaneously erupt after scores and successful fry-stealing missions. When the TVs turn off, neon signs behind the bar light up the action for weekly events that include Texas hold'em tournaments, mind-bending trivia contests, and live music on Friday nights. Light wood paneling accents the restaurant’s forest-green walls, which hold up dartboards and a kaleidoscopic array of sports jerseys donated by jaded fans and exiled mascots.
Owned by Jack Holleran and Kristin Orr, the garage-themed neighborhood bar churns out hot-pressed grilled panini sandwiches crafted atop house-made pizza bread and washed down with domestic and specialty microbrews. The cash-only Jackson's Garage Bar refreshes patrons' knowledge of dead presidents and keeps a keen focus on specialty import and craft beer. When not squeezed fresh from the tap, brews flow freely from their aluminum casings, which rein superior over glass bottles because they filter out sunlight, lock in flavor, and provide a more structurally sound building block for beer pyramids.Inside the industrial setting, stools line up along a wooden bar decorated with sheet metal, and wall-hung road signs guide brews into glasses as working traffic lights keep motorcycles from popping bar-top wheelies. A leather couch seats patrons at a magazine-riddled table, and patio chairs curl up under the cozy awning of round tables. Live music pours from the instruments of live bands that occasionally play at the garage, and Shakespearean insults pour from the mouths of dart wielders and foosball shooters on a daily basis.
The red and black ship cuts through the waters of Matanzas Bay, its sails waving in the wind. On deck, members of a pirate crew call one another by names such as Oly Mackarel, Jaybird, Anastasia, Clipper, and Dirty James as they cavort between bow and stern, dazzling their audiences. Their ship, the Black Raven, was designed as a floating live performance theater—and accommodates more than 120 passengers as a crew of performers in full buccaneer dress produce interactive and dynamic plays in the spotlight. The actors work the crowd with a variety of rehearsed but unscripted skits, geared toward audiences of all ages, and may change their performance to engage specific audience members.