About Uncle Fester's House of Blooze
It all started on a Spring Break trip to Key West in a chopped up '78 Ford Bronco rollin' on a set of 33 inch mud tires. Five guys packed into this hell on wheels embarking on a 27 hour road trip paved with nonsense. We got stuck in a traffic jam on the Atlanta turnpike that ended up taking four hours to get through. What do five guys on a road trip to Spring Break do when stuck in traffic... START THE PARTY ...what else! Well, our trip got more interesting as we crept along. We were well "adjusted" by the time we came up to the cause of the traffic jam 4 hours from the start. It was a dog that had been hit and its head flattened. It was one of those "had to be there" things to understand why that seemed so strange to us. Someone in the truck yelled out: "F@#%N' A... that dog's head is all Festered!" In a weird way, so was ours.
The whole break, the terminology of "Getting Festered" was used for our party activities and just seemed appropriate to name my bar after such a great time. My aunt and uncle live down there, and once we arrived they took care of us for the festive week. There ya have it folks, Uncle Fester's the House of Blooze - named after a hardcore Spring Break party in Key West, Florida. I opened the bar on Friday, October 13th 2000 A.D. Thanks to a ton of support and help from my gal Anya, family and friends, the opening was a success and has been ever since.
Three years later came the birth of:
