The Red Dragon

The inaugural visit of the NB Barflies...I am weepy with sentiment... In all fairness, the Red Dragon is not truly a bar per se, but rather, has a small (four stool) bar within the Chinese restaurant. Near the Freetown border on Acushnet Avenue, I believe it may be the most northern point in our quest to visit (and drink in) every establishment that has been granted a liquor license and has a "sit-down" bar (as opposed, say, to a pizza parlor that serves bottled beer at the tables). When we walked in the bar of the Red Dragon was being utilized as a counter for orders of Chinese food that was yet to be picked up. When we told the hostess that we were not there for dinner, but there to "just have a drink", said bar was quickly cleared and a lovely and sociable barmaid magically appeared. I assume that the bar is infrequently used, save on those nights when the restaurant is crowded enough as to warrant having a Scorpion Bowl or a Zombie while waiting for a table. As is Mr. Draft's want (yes, I will write in the annoying third-person), I asked about the draft selection, and though it was not vast, it was certainly serviceable...I selected a Tsingtao and it was fine. Although we didn't order any munchies from the menu, the lovely and sociable barmaid provided a plate of fortune cookies, both chocolate and the kind that taste like a sugar cone. The ambiance can only be described as typical Chinese restaurant (thought I do wonder why there is a large photo of a Jack Russell terrier hanging by the bar). All in all. I enjoyed the Red Dragon, but can only rate it a "5" as a bar, but I promise to go back there, with Mrs. Draft, Teen Daughter Draft, and Sonny-Boy Draft to indulge in its' real specialties, which I can only hope include spring rolls, General Tso's chicken and wonton soup.