Now if you go out the backdoor of the Mudcat Cafe, make a left down the alley, then turn right at Tiple Street...you find yourself here in the Mudcat Tavern. Yep, it's me, your friendly bartender Lonesome EJ.

Now Max knows about this place, in fact he's dropped in a few times for a cold one. That couple over in the corner sharing a bottle of Cabernet? That's Dick and Susan. You see, this is the kinda place where Mudcatters can come, relax, tell a story, cry on a shoulder,play a tune or two, and best of all... we've got the most extensive selection of beers, wines, liquers, single-malt Scotch, fine Kentucky bourbons, you just name it. Me, I'm working on a frothy pint of Guinness right now. And,shhhh!, look over in the corner. There's Gargoyle. He keeps drinking those Tequila Sunrises and threatening to play a tune on that old beat-up Gibson he's got leaning aginst the table. Mick and RiB said they might drop by for some tunes later, too.

Anyway, I'm glad you found the place. What'll ya have?