Every Friday night Angel and I went to the same bar at the same time--Corleone's. Like most things In our small poor town, it didn't make sense but it worked. Corleone's was obviously named after the mob family in The Godfather, the whole theme was cheesy, from the picture of Don Vito in a backwards baseball cap hanging above the door to the violin sounds you hear in every mob movie soundtrack playing during the day. Even though the bar theme was cheesy it brought all the youngsters together with it's bro-like party scene and fun, familiar bartenders. Angel LOVED Corleone's and I thought it was okay and every Thursday we argued about trying something new but we always winded up at Corleone's.