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| - The Ship and I have been through a lot together. We have so many memories, many of which I don't recall due to the fact that it's just so damn easy to drink there. Despite my somewhat hazy memories, the Ship is like an old friend that's always glad to see you no matter what happened the last time you hung out.
Even if the last time you hung out you made a bad decision and decided to do shots before making out with some hottie you met playing darts, the Ship does not judge. Let's face it, everyone there has done the exact same thing before.
If you decide that a balanced and nutritious dinner consists of an order of deep friend pickles and a half order of nachos (Total - $15), the Ship does not judge. (Helloooo, pickles are healthy and the nachos come with...wait for it...salsa.)
When you need a place to go for breakfast at 3pm because you were out at the Ship til 2 o'clock on a weeknight and now you're too hungover to go into work, the Ship has your back. (Breakfast served til 5pm, brunch on the weekends.) It's also possible you got drunk with your boss or even his boss...the Ship is loved by old and young alike.
When it seems as though every other Calgary establishment has turned into a gastro/craft/resto/lounge/brewpub with a high douchebag quotient, the Ship remains true to it's non-pretentious roots and eclectic mix of cool people. Though you may start a visit to the Ship sitting next to strangers at picnic tables on the patio, by the end of your visit you'll inevitably have a bunch of new friends, and also some hazy memories.
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