About 30 years ago, I had a career (which lasted all of one night) as a dishwasher at a restaurant called, Uncle George’s. The owner of the place (Uncle George) was very moody and quick-tempered. I recall that I broke a plate and he went into a rage (cussing me out in English and in Greek). Then (five minutes later), he offered me some rice pudding, and told me to take a half-hour break. Well, once the restaurant closed for the night, Uncle George started letting all of his friends into the joint. They all started getting drunk. Uncle George had me wait on them, so that I could learn the trade of being a server. The only thing was, it was now 4-in-the-morning; and I was a 16-year-old who was hanging with a bunch of middle-aged men (who were partying). Well, this was a time long before cell phones. My mother couldn’t burn up my cell to see what was going on with me. So, she showed up at the restaurant, and started banging on the door. She exchanged a few words with Uncle George, and that was the end of my career as a dishwasher! Anyhow, years went by, and I moved to Seattle after high school. I did not return (to live) in Harford County, again, until 2010. Uncle George’s no longer exists. The rumor I heard was that he burned the place down for the insurance money. Then again, this is Harford County where untruths often become repeated legends. What now stands in Uncle George’s place is a club called, MaGerk’s. I finally made it to MaGerk’s a couple of weekends ago; when I crashed the Class of 1987’s High School Reunion (I graduated before 1987, but wanted to see some childhood neighbors from that class year). The MaGerk’s bouncer really made my night, because he carded me! The entry lighting must be really bad if that dude thought this middle-aged man was under 21-years-of-age! At any rate, I was very impressed with MaGerk’s. It had a nice mix of peope from all ages and backgrounds. Plus, they have a great courtyard. I love me a courtyard, and if I still smoked, I’m sure that I’d be out there (doing just that)! Oh, and MaGerk’s has live shows! That, right there, is enough for me to visit (again and again). But, I do need to try their food. I didn’t eat anything while I was there! Just drank, and giggled (to myself) about Uncle George!