Well, it was an invasion force of two:
arjache & yours truly. Eats: not bad. Hey, it's pub grub, only with a homemade twist. The turkey Reuben has actual non-processed, hand-sliced turkey on it. I must admit that as a salt maniac, I was kind of looking forward to the processed stuff, but there you go.
I was a little distracted by two cute punk girls occasionally snogging at the bar. Color me green.
Afterward,
arjache showed me the big hole in the ground entrance to the light rail tunnel, which I somehow missed. It looks like the Panama Canal!
I have to say, talking a whole lot with members of my tribe makes me very, very happy. Hopefully not obnoxiously so.
On a somewhat related note,
arjache and
schmi agree that I need to get on OKCupid. I figure they're not both wrong, although I'm more inclined to listen to
arjache for reasons that I won't spell out.
And now, lunch with a gay cantor. Really.
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
I was a little distracted by two cute punk girls occasionally snogging at the bar. Color me green.
Afterward,
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
I have to say, talking a whole lot with members of my tribe makes me very, very happy. Hopefully not obnoxiously so.
On a somewhat related note,
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
And now, lunch with a gay cantor. Really.