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I'm baaaa-ack! I missed you, my pretties!
I hear you went to the Bohemian Beer Garden and Kabin in my absence. It wasn't the same without me, right? I know, I know. It's alright. Momma's home.
Portland, OR, was super swell. Their PubNight is going great, hell, why wouldn't it. The most capable PNNY emeritus triyummy Kris and her superhero sidekick, Sokol, are showing that silly town what a liver was really meant to do. And boy, do they overwork their alcohol-filtering organs over there. Oh, and another thing, which I'll share with you in more detail this Wednesday night... we've been doing vodka shots all wrong. I recently learned five times over-- how to really suck one down. Problem though, I kinda forgot. Mebbe drinking will jog my memory.
So, where to go for this week? How 'bout Soho. Let's take back Toad Hall. We must reclaim it from the evil weasels and ferrets (thanks to Becki for reminding me/us of the Wind in the Willows reference ala wikipedia). Toad Hall is overrun with beers and liquor and billiards, oh my. And the jukebox, we must save it from itself. The evil it can do! Together we can divide and conquer. WE NEED YOUR HELP.
I called the bar in advance. They know to expect us. They don't have a happy hour or food, but... they assured me they have the best drink prices in Soho. Whatever that means.
My lovelies, be there. Because, it's what we do.
Hugs,
Cyn (Becki, Mike and Mr. Toad)