Cruise Night Review

The following is a review from Big Mike on a Cruise Night in the Other Maine. Although it has been a few years since my last visit I seem to remember a certain cliquishness during my last visit.

An opinion on a cruisenight.....

Late last week, Don and I were talking and he said that he was going on vacation this week, and that he would like to check out some cruisenights that were farther than he could normally make, did I have any suggestions? Having been told about the awsome cruisenight at Nicky's in Bangor, and having gone up up once, and not having the best time (LOOOOONG STORY!) I mentioned this one to Don. Would I like to go up with him? Sure, I'd like to give Nicky's a second chance......

So after 1 1/2 hours roaring up 95 in the Mustang (cool) we arrive at Nicky's to a 1/2 filled parking lot. Being a non local vehicle, the Mustang was pounced on like a fresh porterhouse thrown into a pit of rottweilers. WE were (luke)warmly greeted with apprehension and disdain. Upon walking around, we had many awkward silences with the locals, as most of what we said was generally ignored, or answered with a semi-civil nod or the occasional grunt.There were some interesting and different rides to look at, and speculation was flying as most of the owners were in little knots talking to their buddies, and most questions asked (by me anyway) got mostly one word answers.

So into Nicky's we went. I had eaten there before and was less than impressed (a decent chicken sandwich, 12 fries (not orders of, actual fries) and a soda for $14.00) So when Don asked whats decent I had said Dysart's 1 exit south on 95. So a milkshake sounded good and was- for roughly the price of a semester at any community college.

So back outside for more awkward silences and being ignored by the locals, to watch the prize giveaways and 50/50, being emceed by a Dick Clark wanna-be who was dropping phrases that were dangerously close to pedophilia (asking one winner: "Want some ice cream little girl?"-only to see that it actually was a 4 year old girl- Sketchy!) and seeing that indeed every community has a perennial winner (either a buddy of the emcee or the guy that buys $200.00 worth of tickets...) after about 20 minutes of this and before it was over, Don and I exchanged the "lets gtf outta here" look and hopped into the Mustang. More looks of revulsion and disgust as the Mustang roared to life and blatted down the parking lot (yeah, yeah, we know y'all are better than us! LOL) and a quick blast across 2 lanes and off we went. Dysart's lived up to it's expectations- an awesome supper at a more than reasonable price. At least that was worth the ride.

So, to sum up: would I drive the 3+ hours to go to the "awsome" cruisenight at Nicky's? I didn't drive, and I actually apologized to Don for suggesting Nicky's. I personally would rather spend an enchanted evening at Roy's listening to the first 4 songs on the rock-a-billy sampler in continuous loop and the occasional screech of "50/50!" At least there the locals are nice!

Big Mike

Thanks Mike