It was neat little bar with a huge lack of clientele.
We double fisted a bit. But after a while decided to head next door to the World Cafe to get some much needed fried nourishment.
Sadly, we got there only to be told that the kitchen had closed.
We did, however, happen to settle ourselves next to a table that had just been vacated.
Among the mess of empty beer bottles, used plates, and soiled napkins?
A wounded basket of what looked to be soggy, cold, pseudo-delicious french fries (and dip).
Chris was first to act...
.............hmmmm.
Now it's one thing when a dirty boy goes and eats a total stranger's leftover fries.
It's a completely different thing when Katie Del G does it.
I assure you they were delicious.
Kind of.
