5 Point Cafe aka: Five Point Cafe

Holy hell, the memories. The first time I went to the 5 Point was after a long night out partying with people I only met that very night at the Ibiza night club, where I had gone with some compatriots to scope it out for a possible TV pilot we were planning. Our connection was Troy, a friend of one of us, who knew the owner pretty well.

Long story short, after a meet and greet with the very gracious host the others left and I stayed behind, entertained by Troy, his insanely sexy exotic dancer girlfriend, and his linebacker-sized best friend. The night led us to another nightclub before culminating at the 5 Point around 4am.

There was flashing (the dancer), inappropriate groin-foot contact all around (her again), very appropriate greasy food and good stiff drinks and coffee (interchanged as necessary.)

Now I live right by it, I’m almost sad it’s easier to end the night in my own bed than someone else’s…

Fried Mac N Cheese and some of the best diner meatloaf I’ve ever had washed down with several strong cups of coffee. Mmmm….worth swinging by! Plenty of reading on the walls and the best view I’ve ever had while taking a leak indoors.

I used to go here after the night shift at Amazon customer service and get drunk at 7am. And there would be other people there too, doing the same thing!

A couple highlights of this place include:

1. A window above the “pee hole” in the men’s room that, through the use of mirrors, gives you a view of the top of the Space Needle.
2. Videos above the bar of the laundromat next door.
3. Bras hanging from a moose head?
4. Three kinds of gravy! I ordered mashed potatoes and they asked what kind of gravy I wanted: beef, something else, and turkey. I chose turkey. And it was de-licio-us!