Tracey’s Sports Bar and Restaurant:
2604 Magazine St. (Lower Garden District/Irish Channel)
Reason: College Football Saturdays, Tuesday Night Trivia Night, Any Sporting Event Imaginable
Drink: Michelob Ultra (to offset the gravy cheese fries)
Drank: Bloody Mary – “make it how you like it” station, available on
Sundays
Drunk: Breakfast Shots (make it your last drink of the night and wake up with the taste of a savory McGriddle your mouth.)
mindless musings:
Tracey’s is my best friend in bar form (BFBF).
Why? Let’s look at the facts:
- Tracey’s is where I achieved a personal best record of being a patron 6 times in 9 days.
- Tracey’s marks the first time a bartender has introduced herself to me because she felt bad that she knew what I drank yet didn’t know my name.
- Tracey’s owner, Jeff, feels comfortable yelling trivialities at my friends before he even gets the chance to meet them. (Theresa can only have one of his New Castles per day. Got it.)
- Tracey’s serves my favorite food, potatoes, in the form of French fries, covered in cheese and gravy. (Sometimes they even serve it to me with a side of a roast beef Po-Boy.)
- Tracey’s is actually considering letting me keep a month long bar tab open (as I rarely remember to sign for my tab as I’m leaving the bar in a fury of sports-induced jubilation or infuriation.)
- And most importantly, Tracey’s sports a beautiful Nebraska Blackshirts flag in its front window.
As you can see, Tracey’s just gets me.
Tracey’s is your ultimate sports bar which is guaranteed to be playing whatever sporting event your little heart desires. Fans from the age of 8 to 80 with Alma Maters from Washington to Miami gather to watch sporting events here. I’m pretty sure they would even put on an Iowa vs. Iowa State game if you asked nice enough. (Ha. I’m kidding. They are trying to run a business here).
Thankfully, I can always count on Tracey’s to provide me with (1) herds of rivaled fans (2) impeccable bartenders who somehow find joy in serving the aforementioned fans (3) incredible bar food that makes dieting worth it all week long and (4) enough flat screen TVs to ensure that I not missing LSU’s ferocious Honey Badger recover a fumble for a touchdown while the Cornhuskers are giving me a heart attack as I’m keeping my eye on the cute, smart and soon to be wealthy Stanford quarterback and failing to understand why Alabama recruited such a pitiful kicker at the same time as I’m hearing news of a new Big 8 conference composed of 19 teams in addition to wondering who’s a legend and who’s leader and….
WAIT, did I just see a new commercial starring Tim Tebow?!????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Tracey’s flat screen lined-walls don’t allow me to miss a beat! But honestly Tracey’s, if you’re going to boast that you have 20 flat screen TVs it’s unfair of you to not boast that some of them are considerably smaller than others. Literally, the small TV hidden in the upper left hand corner of the bar made it really hard for me to tell if Tim Tebow has a new commercial out. I guess I’ll just have to get down on one knee and pray that he does.
Insider Tips on Seating:
As is the norm at all great sports bars - there is rarely ample seating available at Tracey’s on game days. However, arranging sitting partners, using the two pegs connected to your pelvis to stand, and realizing that it’s unnecessary for all 20 of your team’s fans to sit at the same table are each available alternatives. (Don’t worry, your fellow fans will still be able to hear you belt out your alma mater’s fight song or attempt Drew Brees’ 1-10 chant (hardest thing ever) from across the bar).
Yet, if you’re an average American, like me, requiring a high degree of laziness while watching other people exercise and you absolutely need to remain seated, be sure to follow these foolproof arrival times:
11:00am kick off » arrive at 10:45am (cue the Bloody Marys and
Mimosas)
2:30pm kick off » arrive at 12:30pm
6:00pm & 7:00pm kickoff » arrive at 4pm
However, unless you’re there for the 11am game or it’s a relatively lame day of sports, arriving at the suggested times will still not guarantee there will be an open table reserved for you with personalized placemats and name cards. Therefore if find yourself without a cush for your tush and you’re experiencing an uncomfortable amount of lightheadedness due to over ten minutes of standing: be sure to scope out a table whose (a) team is blowing a team out, (b) team is being blown out, or (c) fans are too drunk to know what the score is. Then nicely approach that table to request their seats upon completion of their game. Also, be sure to ask loud enough that the whole table is aware of the agreement (it is likely that some other lurking fan is making a similar contract five seats down.)
Good Luck and Happy Butts!
“Laissez les bon temps rouler”
- IDK Tracey’s BFF, Jill
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