On Sunday the Mayflower restaurant and pub in Ottawa closed after 35 years in business. It was located on Elgin Street, just around the corner from where I went to high school in the 80s. The truth is that there really wasn\u2019t anything remarkable about the place. It had a small, British style pub in the back, a nook for secret, afternoon drinkers, I always thought, and a generic, motel-style type of restaurant at the other end. Our bus stop was right in front of the place and if it was freezing out we\u2019d make a nuisance of ourselves by huddling inside the front doors, or if flush with money, settle into a booth and nurse a hot chocolate for as long as possible, maybe adding a soup (the type that always came with a little package of maternal crackers) if we felt pressure from the waitress.<\/p>\n
<\/a><\/p>\n The bar was pretty much off-limits for us at this age, but every once in awhile we might catch a glimpse of one of our teachers leaving the pub. It felt scandalous, that, like seeing the gym and math teacher skinny-dipping. Teachers just weren\u2019t supposed to be people, more like mannequins, and to see suggestions of a life exterior to our school was shocking.<\/p>\n The Mayflower was a part of the constellation of my youth, part of a web that included the vintage clothing store Andy Upstairs (impossibly cool!), Cantor\u2019s Bakery (awesome cookies!) the Penguin, (so sophisticated!), Johnny Shampoo ( New Wave haircuts!) the Party Palace (best hot dogs in the city!), and many other small points of light that connected our high school years.<\/p>\n