Four-point-three: Some Hotel Glendale History, (future).

The Cave in 2013.
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Angel of Grief by William Wetmore Story

Romantic things are romantic: things imagined, things possible, things disappeared, hope, promise, good lighting, and anything that finds its way through the portal of routine.  "The Cave of Fallen Angels" was just one of the speakeasies specified on Ken Burns Prohibition.  It's a spectacular name: dreamy, romantic, wistful.

Slightly less charming: The Blind Pig.  The Blind Pig and The Blind Tiger were so named because you could charge patrons to see a blind pig and then comp a drink.  The name has recently been revived in Manilla; yes, alcohol is entirely legal but the allure and romance of the speakeasy remains big business everywhere.

But if you've ever been to The Cave and wandered the maze of history here you already know the allure of story, of the romantic, of intrigue, and good lighting are all still here along with your very own Blind Troglodyte.  When I was thinking about what I wanted to do next with this place, the answer was easy. 

To make it legendary. 

This is a great and storied building that is better than the collective history books grant it.  So, maybe we can do something about that.

Yes, The Cave has a new website, a new look to the (same old terribly pathetic) blog, and the new @CaveWineStorage Twitter account. 

But there is a second Twitter account, a speakeasy account that you will have to either figure out or be invited to join.  Maybe with our discreet collective lack of decorum we can re-write history in a small corner of Glendale, California.

(the clue is in this post, or you can always ask.)  

Cheers to a legendary 2013.