After work on Saturday, I popped down to the city and did a little bar-hopping with friends. Feeling quite peckish around midnight, we ventured over to a bar in the village that was known to serve foodstuffs. Or at least, it served food in a previous incarnation, many moons ago. As soon as we entered oh-so-trendy place with its nightclub-esque atmosphere and full of women thin enough to be blown over by a light breeze, it was apparent the only food this place served was apple martinis.
18 Dec
Posted by rdl on December 23, 2006 at 3:53 am
hope you headed somewhere else.