MIKE TAYLOR: Making my ‘Mark’ at Chico’s

MIKE TAYLOR: Making my ‘Mark’ at Chico’s

Last week I took Bones to dinner at what was, for decades, my favorite restaurant. It turns out my Love Interest (at our age, I refuse to call her my “girlfriend”) lives only a mile or so from the place. It’s a dark, crowded little pub where the jukebox is always too loud and the bass is turned up so high you can’t even figure out what tune is playing. The atmosphere of the place all but begs customers to light up a cigarette; it WANTS to be a s…