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| - While we missed our exceptionally attentive and attractive favorite server, Kenny, we had this lovely lady Kandi took bitchin' care of us.
First, let's discuss libations. We both went a little foreign today and my comrade decided to splurge on the El Matador. Her words: soft and smoky, just the way it should be. I? Well, I got the Drunken Panda which is a great description of how I feel all the time. Tangy, light, with a hint of Lucky Buddha, which came with half of a bottle of the aforementioned brew. Souvenir!
We started our culinary adventure with the prized winner of the meal, the pretzels and melty, dripping, delicious, sexual provolone fondue.
Next, our main course both of choosing the Pub Burger with a nice side salad, was the epitome of a smorgasbord of Havarti, sesame seeds, BBQ, and meat. Truly an orgy or spectacular flavors.
The final course. The most important course: #dessert. The s'mores, which were my choice, was a delectable blend of chocolate mouse and creamy, creamy, cloudlike marshmallows. With homemade graham crackers for that authentic crunch. The banana cream pie was silky in nature, drizzled with a creamy caramel on the bottom, and topped with delectable cinnamon whipped cream. The flavors, on your tongue, in delicious yet sweet harmony. Oh boy!
That, ladies and gentlemen, is how you #cheatmeal.
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