I would never call myself an athlete, but I have played in organized football, basketball, baseball and lacrosse; and I’m not exactly an extreme sports enthusiast, but I’ve gone rock climbing, skiing, and mountain biking. Which is why it surprises me that I received a wound that will surely be my biggest scar this weekend… while bowling!
We went to Brooklyn Bowl on Saturday, the rock club cum bowling alley is open to all ages noon to 6 on weekends. And while it isn’t necessarily “child friendly,” I found it to be a great place to take my my 3 1/2 year old son. With bumper bowing, children’s movies on the TVs, and a very friendly staff, on top of excellent food by Blue Ribbon and a full bar, it makes for a nice afternoon. Don’t expect to find changing tables or high chairs; this is a Williamsburg rock club after all, not Chuck E Cheese. But the menu has plenty to offer the discriminating toddler, including excellent fried chicken, and stellar mac and cheese. In addition to the very comfortable couches and tables behind the lanes, there are picnic tables and a wide open space for kids to run around, while that night’s band loads in on the adjacent stage. My only complaint would be the price, $25/half-hour per lane adds up fast, especially when your child’s bowling ball takes over a minute to finally make it to the pins.
I think some of the fried chicken may have gotten on the soles of my shoes, because after eating between the 8th and 9th frames, I completely fell on my face forward on my delivery, with my knee breaking my fall. I threw a gutter ball, then unbelievably I picked up the spare. I them inspected my throbbing knee, and saw the skin had been pulled away from a two inch square on my knee. A small price to pay for a lovely afternoon, and to see Nate have this much fun: