In honor of William and Mary and the Tribe, today we visit the restroom at Paul’s Deli.
I went there this weekend with my sister and her boyfriend (both W&M grads) for beers before and food after an exciting Tribe Football win at Zable Stadium. (Sorry Rams…not in our house!) I had forgotten how delicious Paul’s sandwiches are, and of course we loaded up on loaded fries. We watched other college games on TV, reminisced about our time at W&M, and my sister recounted various shenanigans walking back to the dorms from Paul’s in the middle of the night.
The bathroom at Paul’s is shoe-horned into the back corner along with the entrance to the kitchen and an endless stream of beer-soaked college kids jostling each other and ordering food from the counter. Once inside, you wait in the “foyer” if you will, the tiny square entrance beyond which there is a sink, and two stalls. The interior is pink tile all around, and the stalls and doors are painted black. The whole thing is actually clean during the day, but like any bathroom at a bar worth visiting, at night it’s a mess of clogged toilets and sorority girls dry heaving while their drunk friends hold the stall doors shut. Classic.
Here’s to Paul’s, beer, sports, greasy food, and my favorite: youth.