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Silver Girl on a Saturday night
Mar. 8th, 2025 10:19 amSaturday, when I got back from having my hair done, I suggested going out. It was around 1:30 pm, and R. suggested Silver Girl, but their hours indicated they had a two and a half hour break between 2 and 4:30, so I was like, nah, maybe later. But when I went to get a reservation, the first available was 9 pm. Yikes. But we discussed it, and I grabbed it, and we ate our usual meals at home and then went out for drinks.
The parking lot was packed and they were not quick to greet and seat us, but the interior is beautiful, and there was a group of people with drinks standing and chatting as well as lots of people seated at the bar and in the lounge chatting. We wound up doing two rounds of drinks, all of them good and none of them whiskey drinks, because the cocktails on the menu had exactly one whiskey drink and I don’t like Angel’s Envy Rye. Which is honestly saying a lot. Their whiskey selection includes Buffalo Trace and they have Blanton’s as well as several scotchs, so I could have had whiskey, but all things considered, the mezcal and/or amaro cocktails looked like a better choice and they were fantastic. I got the “trail mix”, which was excellent. Pepitas are small, so I wound up using a spoon for part of it. I also got the granita, which is shaved ice. Flavor of the day was pineapple mint and it was very yummy.
Next to me at the bar was a group of four women, looked like they were in their 40s, having an animated discussion of their recent reading including romances. After a while, I turned to the one next to me and asked if this was a book group and could I join. They were not a book group; they knew each other from their kids’ preschool years, and they are scattered around Maynard, Stow and Acton. They were incredibly sweet and one of them was genuinely collecting book recommendation. None of them knew about SBTB, so I told them about that, and you can really tell the age difference in that the B word hits so different. My age and up, we are so calloused and our anger so comprehensively encysted and calcified that we barely recognize it and our commitment to coopting that term and also not letting anyone else use it is intense. Their recs included a Mary Higgins Clark, Rebecca Yarros, Joanna Bourne — they have good taste and they are not queer, and they have not fully dived into the deep end of the pool. But boy, was it so much fun to get to chat with them.
Any given day at a bar is a new experience (hopefully! If you are having the same experience at the same bar over and over and over again that is often not the best experience), but I’ll go back to Silver Girl for the excellent drinks, wonderful interior decoration, and tasty smalls. I may or may not get around to having any of the entrees, because this was such a fun thing to do late in the evening and I kinda want more of that.
We’re going to try Velvet Vine next, altho probably not today. Altho Silver Girl on a Saturday night followed by brunch at Velvet Vine the next morning is some kind of aspirational.
As a result of timing, I did not walk with M. I did get my hair done in the middle of the day, and a lovely woman who was also waiting for her hair to do its thing, who works at Fiorella part time, and I had a delightful chat. It was a really nice day for chatting with people I don’t know.
The parking lot was packed and they were not quick to greet and seat us, but the interior is beautiful, and there was a group of people with drinks standing and chatting as well as lots of people seated at the bar and in the lounge chatting. We wound up doing two rounds of drinks, all of them good and none of them whiskey drinks, because the cocktails on the menu had exactly one whiskey drink and I don’t like Angel’s Envy Rye. Which is honestly saying a lot. Their whiskey selection includes Buffalo Trace and they have Blanton’s as well as several scotchs, so I could have had whiskey, but all things considered, the mezcal and/or amaro cocktails looked like a better choice and they were fantastic. I got the “trail mix”, which was excellent. Pepitas are small, so I wound up using a spoon for part of it. I also got the granita, which is shaved ice. Flavor of the day was pineapple mint and it was very yummy.
Next to me at the bar was a group of four women, looked like they were in their 40s, having an animated discussion of their recent reading including romances. After a while, I turned to the one next to me and asked if this was a book group and could I join. They were not a book group; they knew each other from their kids’ preschool years, and they are scattered around Maynard, Stow and Acton. They were incredibly sweet and one of them was genuinely collecting book recommendation. None of them knew about SBTB, so I told them about that, and you can really tell the age difference in that the B word hits so different. My age and up, we are so calloused and our anger so comprehensively encysted and calcified that we barely recognize it and our commitment to coopting that term and also not letting anyone else use it is intense. Their recs included a Mary Higgins Clark, Rebecca Yarros, Joanna Bourne — they have good taste and they are not queer, and they have not fully dived into the deep end of the pool. But boy, was it so much fun to get to chat with them.
Any given day at a bar is a new experience (hopefully! If you are having the same experience at the same bar over and over and over again that is often not the best experience), but I’ll go back to Silver Girl for the excellent drinks, wonderful interior decoration, and tasty smalls. I may or may not get around to having any of the entrees, because this was such a fun thing to do late in the evening and I kinda want more of that.
We’re going to try Velvet Vine next, altho probably not today. Altho Silver Girl on a Saturday night followed by brunch at Velvet Vine the next morning is some kind of aspirational.
As a result of timing, I did not walk with M. I did get my hair done in the middle of the day, and a lovely woman who was also waiting for her hair to do its thing, who works at Fiorella part time, and I had a delightful chat. It was a really nice day for chatting with people I don’t know.