You see, tables inside the Wreck Bar have porthole-style windows that peer into the adjoining swimming pool, creating an underwater vibe. Thats where drink-clinkers get their weekly glimpse of Marina, the hotels fin-bearing siren. She wiggles and flips up to the glass, peering in at diners who stare back at her hypnotically as they dine on half-price appetizers and $2 off of draft beers Is she merely an apparition? A reminder of simpler, more beautiful times? Or is she an honest-to-god mermaid, here to lure sailors (and cocktail enthusiasts) onto the rocky shore? Youre going to have to find out on Friday.
Fridays, 6:30 p.m., 2007