The Legend of the Dizzy Dolphin


On the surface, the Atlantic City Diary is a collection of drunken recaps of my degenerate life.  However, what truly lies beneath all these ramblings is my undying nostalgia for AC.  Each entry a time capsule, preserving a moment that may soon be lost.  Nostalgia is a main reason I’m drawn to Atlantic City – while each year comes with something new (a make-over the Pier Shops, the Hard Rock, Ocean), the boardwalk is still littered with dollar stores, t-shirt shops, and carnival rides that have been there since I was a wee lad.

However, I’d like to dedicate this entry to a lost bar: the Dizzy Dolphin.  Part of the late Atlantic City Hilton, the Dizzy Dolphin never stood out from the typical casino bar.  It had local musicians, screens to play video poker, and drink specials – staples fairly unremarkable compared to literally any other casino bar.  In fact, I was probably only there a handful of times myself, mainly around 2007 and 2008.  So, why am I still thinking about it a decade later?  Four words:


This concoction was everything a youngster like me needed/desired/dreamed of back in my early Atlantic City days.  For some exorbitant price, you received a green beverage served in a plastic cocktail shaker.  I don’t recall what exactly it was composed of, and for good reason: it got the night going.  Now, combine that with the fact that you could attain this at the dirtiest/cheapest casino in town.  You see where this is going?

From what I recall, the Dizzy Dolphin Drink was eventually taken off the menu.  I’ve frequently scoured the Internet for any information I could find relating to this drink, but have come up short.  In fact, the Dizzy Dolphin bar itself seems to be eroding its digital footprint: the best I could find scattered amongst my Goolge results are a few photos from Facebook pages.   I’d say that the Dizzy Dolphin didn’t last long enough to make it to the age of social media, but it died less than 5 years ago.  It wasn’t like we weren’t already taking videos and pictures of everything in our lives.  The harsh truth was: nobody cared about the Dizzy Dolphin.

Except me.  And I’m sure, like, eight other people somewhere.

So here’s to you DD.  Thanks for the drinks, the memories, the messy nights, the nostalgia, and THE DRINK.



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