Pull up a stool, check the game on the flat screens, order an adult beverage and ask the tender for a menu. It’s time to kick back. Sports, restaurants, quaint dining rooms, bars at the end of the world, waitresses, sou-chefs, hostesses and busboys. Where can I park the car or tie up my boat? One feeds upon the other. Is it a bottle of red or a bottle of white, what’s your mood tonight? Italian? BBQ? Tex-Mex? Asian Bistro? Owners and managers patrol the rooms asking if everything is alright? The Project begins here tonight.