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| - So, after Gay Pirate Party bowling, our troupe of 35 decided to head over to our reserved tables at Stonegate Pub for booze and noms. Vegan noms: nope. I kind of expected that, but they had fries, so I got those with some hot sauce. Something to soak up the booze! An hour after I had consumed it. The birthday guy and I were the last people to receive our food, even though I was one of the first people to request a menu.
Now, I've eaten at scary places before. Tacos out of the back of a cadillac trunk, road stall tamales, sushi at a scary café near the train station, mystery drinks out of a mason jar at some guy's house... yeah. Tummy of steel.
Stonegate's fries decided to make themselves reappear all night last night. And whatever else was sitting in my guts. Crawled back in to bed cold, shaky and weak several times last night.
Not to mention, they charged me 75¢ for hot sauce. WTF. They have no business photo, so that receipt can be their business photo! Thanks, Stonegate! xoxo
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