Sam N Ella's 3 Floyds Way
Newark, DE
(302) 867-5309

Chico J.
Newark, DE
8/24/2011
So about two weeks ago I am at the gym getting a workout in and I notice this real beauty checking me out. I had seen her working out a few times with her boyfriend, a skinny 'lil fella with no 6-pack and in serious need of a tanning booth but this time she was alone. Anyway, this girl walks by me and without saying a word she slips me a note with her phone number and then just walks away. I had to leave town for a few weeks on business so I didn't get a chance to call her until last night. She tells me she dumped her boyfriend and asked me if I would like to go out with her to this new bar she heard of. I told her hell yeah and that I'd pick her up at 7, even though this meant I had to miss Deadwood. Silly me, I forgot that the krankshaft on my Camaro blew out so I had to cab it over to her place and then to the bar. The cab pulled up to some little side street that I never knew existed. We hopped out and were greeted by a dapper older gentleman in red silk pajamas with not one, not two, but THREE beautiful young blondes on his arm.
"Welcome to Sam N Ella's," he says, as we approached the entrance which looked like a grotto.
He cards us both and as he lifts the velvet rope to let us in he asks Stacy if she has ever done any modelling. As it turns out he is in photography and gave Stacy his business card and told her that if she ever wanted to do a photo shoot to give him a call. That's right, I was out with a model-hot chick!
We entered the grotto and into a beautiful bar with dark mahogany walls and somewhat dim lighting. I saw O.A.R. on stage and they were just beginning their set. Through the crowd we weaved our way to the bar. Within seconds the bartender, who you could tell was a man's-man and a world traveler, made his way to us and offered a warm welcome and handed us a list of drinks. No shenanigans with this list, it was killer beers, old-fashioned martinis and all of their fufi variations. I ordered a Spotted Cow and Stacy an orange-pommagranite-melon-tini. In no time we had our drinks and were immediately enthralled by the most interesting stories from the bartender...about how he lived in the hills of the Serengeti for a summer after being gifted a wife by the tribesmen, how whenever he swims dolphins appear and about the time he fought off four rabid pandas to save Neil Young who, while drunk, wandered into the woods alone when they hiked through China together.
We could have sat there all night and just listened to the stories but we saw my buddy Don over by the shuffleboard game so played a few games and had a few Irish Car Bombs. Now, I have had my fair share of Irish Carbombs but these tasted a little different. Don told me that the owner of the bar preferred Beamish Stout over Guiness. It was the first time I had Beamish and I must say, I am impressed.
One Carbomb led to four and we found ourselves a little buzzed and in need of some food. We found a table and looked over the menu. Their special was something called the Sam N Ella Chicken Horseshoe. I had never heard of such a thing and tried to google it on my phone but for some reason I wasn't getting any internet signal. Even though I did not know what I was getting myself into, a Sam N Ella Chicken sandwich just sounded good so we both ordered one. Let me tell you, I was NOT disappointed! After I scarfed done this "sandwich" consisting of texas toast, grilled chicken and onions topped with crinkle-cut fries, cheese sauce and diced tomatoes I had my second wind and was ready to enjoy the entertainment and a Three Floyd’s Dark Lord.
O.A.R, put on an ICREDIBLE show. The crowd loved them and were on their feet, not really dancing, as there was no "dance floor", but certainly moving to the music. They jammed for over 3 hours straight playing their own songs and even took requests from the crowd. They played everything from Prince to Bon Jovi to to Pearl Jam. Finally they took a break and Louis CK hopped on stage and had everyone in the place rolling. I don't know if you've ever seen his act, and I don't want to ruin it for anyone, but he has a bit about sucking a bag of something that was one of the funniest things I've ever heard. All throughout this an adorable El Salvadorian man in panda face paint wander from table to table entertaining people with his tales of a fantastical nightclub large enough to effect the tides and the Earth's orbit and pouring free tastes of Chimay Grand Reserve out of the owner’s 3-liter bottles.
The night was so much fun it flew by and next thing I knew it was closing time. On the way out the bartender stopped us to say goodnight and to invite us to their Derby Party that was coming up. He assured us that he makes the world’s most interesting Mint Julep. Between the Mint Juleps and the stories from the man himself I'm definitely coming to the party, despite the fact that they don't have any TVs to show the race and there will be no gambling.
Wow, what a night I thought to myself as I tried to hail a cab. Beautiful girl, great food, drinks and entertainment and the best was yet to come!
Just when I thought it couldn't get any better a limo rolled up. The handsome doorman and his three "friends" hopped out and said to join them. A gleam came across Stacy's eyes as she slid into the limo. I closed my eyes for a moment and said a little thanks to whoever was responsible for this incredible night. Unfortunately, I opened my eyes just in time to see the door close and watched as Stacy and my dreams drove away leaving me stranded.
It wasn't exactly the happy ending I was hoping for and I do not expect to ever see Stacy again but you know where to find me on Derby Day...
Sam N Ella's
At the Door: Hugh Hefner
Behind the Bar: The Most Interesting Man in the World
Food: Horseshoe Sandwiches
Games: Shuffleboard
On Tap: Miller Lite, Three Floyds Seasonal Beers, New Glarus Spotted Cow, Chimay Grand Reserve, Mikkeller Green Gold
Featured Libations: Irish Carbombs, Martinis, Mint Juleps
On the Stage: O.A.R., Louis C.K.
Just for Fun: Edgar