Few things in life are better than a good restaurant bar. A child’s love, maybe. And drinking Coke through a Twizzler at a movie. But really that’s it.
Now look, I’m not trying to convince you that there is never a time to sit down at a table in a restaurant. In fact, in some situations, it’s the only choice: in groups over three. On your anniversary, or your wife’s birthday, or when you’re dining out with an embarrassing relative and you don’t want anyone to overhear his batshit political views. But for basically all other times, if you don’t immediately look to the bar as your first option, you have failed me, and you have failed yourself, and I’ll tell you why:
You can pretty much do whatever you want
When you sit down at a table at a good restaurant, there is a certain expectation that you’ll be ordering a full meal. Of course, there is no binding law locking you into that promise, so it’s more like a tacit agreement you have with the waiter, that -- in return for his/her service -- you will not screw them over by just getting an appetizer and water. At a bar, you are bound by no such agreement, as long as you get something. Just want a drink? Great, that’s what the bar is here for. Might also get a little snack? Perfect, Chad will show you the menu. Going to eat a full dinner? Holy shit, look at the elation on Chad’s face!