July 6, 2005
Wet Willie's setup reminded me of the hurricane bars found throughout New Orleans. The bar features a row of machines along the back wall serving 18 different flavors of frozen daiquiris - some with buzz-inspiring names like "Call a Cab" and "Shock Treatment." Steer clear of the "Monster Melon" variation, as it was deemed "god-awful" by all taste-testers in attendance. For more manly drinks, the bar is also fully stocked with standard libations, as well as draught and bottled beer.
The bar area is quite large, with a nicely appointed gameroom located in the back. Based on the unpretentious decor (generous use of oft-scrawled-upon wood), the owners cater to a less sophisticated (a.k.a. young and rowdy) clientele. Every surface is covered with a sticky film, similar to a movie theater floor, from many spilled drinks over many wild nights. I assumed that the allure of fruity concoctions would attract hordes of young women, but alas, the most lively group in the bar was my own. Unfortunately, the lack of patrons left me alcoholically sated but socially unsatisfied.
Wet Willie's is actually a chain of eight Southern bars of the same name, and there is an official site with pictures from the various establishments.
From journal A Charming Place Called Charleston