We went for the Sunday night karaoke. The karaoke guy was a scary lookin mo fo. But the song selection blew my mind. I sang Bjork, people! My friend Jason sang MIKA. I was in heaven. Some jack ass freaked out - kicking tables and shit around - while attempting to sing "Don't Stop Believin" That was annoying. I think if the karaoke guy hadn't been out smoking, he would have throttled the guy. But who knows. DJ Scary is on my good side though - he gave us a free bottle of champagne at the end of the night. He mumbled something about a contest but not enough people sticking around. Free booze = good times.
Anyhoo, I also had breakfast here twice. It was alright. But nothing will ever top Smut N Eggs for breakfast in Madison. It's just not possible.