Our Cognitive Neuroscience Professor, Dr. Arne Dietrich, is leaving AUB for a couple of semesters. With the current semester over and the grades safely published on the AUBsis, we all went out for some drinks in Hamra in Arne’s seemingly favorite place (he knew the whole staff).
If you read the official description of the lounge/restaurant/pub, you’d think these people get beaten up and bullied by the Dove of Peace. It’s located on Mahatma Ghandi Street, very calm and dark, and the story behind the name is a bull (Ferdinand) who prefers to smell flowers instead of bull-fighting.
The picture above is misleading, for the knew doorknob is a creepy steel hand which you have to shake (vigorously) to get the door open. Once inside, your pupils need a few seconds to properly dilate (till they look like a Japanese anime’s eyes) but you then notice the very cool chandelier with melted candles forming a nice, intricate matrix of melted wax.
The place is a self-proclaimed intellectual and foreigner hangout. Ah well, can’t argue with that given whom the venue chooser was =P.
Unfortunately, this ‘unique’ sophisticated, laid-back, intellectual, foreign atmosphere has become a little too common all over the place.
Even though I didn’t eat, the menu seemed very appetizing and a trusted source (Pipo C) has told me they have some of the best burgers in town.
So, even though I’m not a fan of Ferdinand-style places, we had a good time and it’s a nice place to combine studying (if you have a tapetum lucidum), surfing the web, a good burger and some fine cocktails.