magicbeans. nothing if not awkward.

The pronouncement that I would no longer be drinking after work without first eating dinner, was made after a night at Rudy's, a Hell's Kitchen dive bar with pitchers for $8-$12 a piece. That's four drinks for the price (or less) of two at most other places in the city. And hence, an easy place to get a bit more drunk than you had intended. And we were there again tonight, for yet another Jack Morton employee who is moving on to bigger and better things, and although I thought about it, I didn't stop for food on the way.

But, leaving the bar, Jen.D headed straight for the Burritoville next door, not waiting for any sort of consensus about her quest for tacos. It was a good call though, and I followed and ordered myself a Burrito.

One more drink at another bar. And then the train home.