Monday is a pretty tough day of the week to be a hungry Haverillian. No Tacos Lupita. No Tap. Sigh.

Okay, look, I promised myself I’d stop “reviewing” Haverhill’s restaurants in such rapid succession because all of this gluttony is going to spoil my girlish figure. (especially considering I only believe in two forms of exercise- dog walks and dance parties)

But Evenfall‘s systematic tweeting about its “Monday night bar bites” special has made me hyper-aware of its existence, so when a friend suggested dinner, we headed straight down 125 to take a bite of destiny.

First off, am I the only one who immediately starts Pearl Jammin’ in my mind every time I think of this place? “oOooh, Evenfall…bread arrives, it’s butter-y. Mmmm.” (Okay, maybe it’s just me.)

Moving along, the atmosphere in the lounge is great. Seats at the bar, a few high tops, and several clusters of comfy chairs/couches.

Photo yoinked from the Evenfall Web site.

This was actually my first foray into the lounge, so forgive me if this is old news, but I’m kind of a fan of the big eyed lady paintings, especially the large “fly-eye view”  on the wall opposite the bar. I’m also predisposed to like anyplace that serves Hendrick’s Gin and can we talk about the soundtrack they have going on for a second? Buena Vista Social Club to Matisyahu to Bjork to a classical guitar rendition of Stairway to Heaven. Whaaaat?

Burger bar bites (3rd one de-tomatoed by Mr. Cosmic)

Spiro is a genius for going with the bar bites concept, because as tasty as they were (and only $1!  Plus your first is free if you check in on foursquare!) they’ll only leave you wanting more. We quickly moved on to the main event. My friend got the mozzarella and tomato panini, and that looked great. I had the Maine crab salad, which is accompanied by a nice mix of greens, crisp asparagus, and radishes. The short ribs are pure fall-off-the-bone deliciousness, so I made my husband share one of his with me…

*If yours actually resembles this, consult your doctor.

Okay, TOTALLY didn’t mean to do that, but then we got the giggles and I had to take a photo.

Luckily, Evenfall doesn’t seem to take itself too seriously, either, so I’m pretty sure we’re not barred from stopping by again next Monday. (Right, guys?)