So my usual Saturday Kung Pao Poker Game was moved from Vegas to a penthouse at the Waterfront in Scottsdale. Ten guys playing cards till past dawn. Knowing I was hungry and broke I left the penthouse ahead of the security (I walked IN with that 52 inch hd tv), I headed into Scottsdale to get breakfast.
So on Sunday morning the "See and Be Seen Crowd" was at "The Breakfast Club". Not wanting to be associated with cappuccino drinking Euro Trash, I went across the street to the Bungalow Bar & Grill.
Sliding up to the bar, the Miller Lite was cold and the customer next to me was 25 years old, bikini clad, gorgeous and as hung over as I. We bonded over fish tacos, Bloody Marys and the complete disdain for the Breakfast Club Crowd milling around across the street in leather pants, oversize sunglasses and hair gel.
Bungalow is the place to be for those who don't need to be at the place to be.
Finally, alas, my romance did not work out. I will be released from the Restraining Order some time in 2014. But I will be back at the Bungalow very soon!