As much as I like playing pool I've never been to a pool hall. (Usually I played at people's houses or at school where there is only one or two tables.) So when my new neighbor asked I was more than happy to go. It had a very 70's feel to the place from music the DJ was playing. Which is really funny since any Brooklyn pool hall in the 70's would not have a live DJ.
He taught me things I never would have thought of for a pool hall, such as finding the best table, the importance of the weight of cue stick, the best way of setting up the next shot, and the rules of 9 ball (which I really had a fun time playing.)
He also showed me a great mexican food place across the street from the pool hall. I am really liking this since the cheese tamale and Conchas (Mexican Sweet Bread) really reminded me of home. I knew that it would be hard to find good Mexican food in London so I had no problem gorging on the smoothness of the guacamole and tasting the tangy lime in the pico de gallo. (Both things that I have not tasted outside of California.)
I couldn't resist going back and playing pool and eating cheese tamales there on Saturday by myself and dragging my friend D. along on Sunday for both activities.