Problem: You want to ride your bike somewhere and might not look smashing when you
do.
Solution: The Spindle.
It’s a new industrial-looking shop filled with heat-regulating windshirts, roll-top messenger bags and local beer, and it’s now open in the Old Fourth Ward (only don’t go today—they take Mondays and Tuesdays off).
Witness as we reveal how to use such a place to your utmost advantage:
To satisfy the velo-enthusiast on your holiday list.
Ask one of the brothers running the place what they’d suggest. They’ve got bamboo-fabric shirts. Clipless pedal shoes that are tweed and handsome. Made-in-Roswell American flag bike pendants. Dog sidecars. (This just in: no dog sidecars.)
When resolution season begins.
Pop in for no reason. Procure a Red Hare lager from the mini fridge. Discuss the rare ’62 Bianchi moped on display. Look through the record bin and suggest Gladys Knight. Realize you haven’t made one single resolution yet. Be okay with that.
For the Two-Wheeled Bar Hop.
Lot of bars around this place. You’re just one pair of abrasion-resistant-jeans-with-reflective-materials-on-the-belt-loops away from enjoying them properly.
That, and probably a cab.
Solution: The Spindle.
It’s a new industrial-looking shop filled with heat-regulating windshirts, roll-top messenger bags and local beer, and it’s now open in the Old Fourth Ward (only don’t go today—they take Mondays and Tuesdays off).
Witness as we reveal how to use such a place to your utmost advantage:
To satisfy the velo-enthusiast on your holiday list.
Ask one of the brothers running the place what they’d suggest. They’ve got bamboo-fabric shirts. Clipless pedal shoes that are tweed and handsome. Made-in-Roswell American flag bike pendants. Dog sidecars. (This just in: no dog sidecars.)
When resolution season begins.
Pop in for no reason. Procure a Red Hare lager from the mini fridge. Discuss the rare ’62 Bianchi moped on display. Look through the record bin and suggest Gladys Knight. Realize you haven’t made one single resolution yet. Be okay with that.
For the Two-Wheeled Bar Hop.
Lot of bars around this place. You’re just one pair of abrasion-resistant-jeans-with-reflective-materials-on-the-belt-loops away from enjoying them properly.
That, and probably a cab.
