Dawn’s Diner Bar
Fuck the food; I’ve been more worried about my various bottles of bloody mary mix in the fridge that would surely spoil if I were not cognizant of this potential loss. Alas, I’ve been drinking for hours — I certainly couldn’t take a chance on the jalapeno-stuffed olives going bad! I have one more tall glass of Mary to consume (Pratt, cleanse that mind of yours NOW!!! LOL), and it’s time for bed. And, of course, I will be up bright and early in the morning to take some friends to the airport. Perhaps I should just stay up all night and make drinks with the sours mix that will otherwise have to be thrown away. … 😉 *hic*