Friday evening Gabbi & I hit the town. We dined with a few of my friends Brandi & Steffanie at BJs. We all ate & had a few drinks…well I had one….my What a Peach. It wound up being a bit on the strong side and since I was being the smart DD, I in no way drank the entire thing. My Parmesan Crusted Chicken breast was delish, it’s relatively healthy and my neighbor hooked me when she went out with us last year – which was my last time at BJ’s.
Gabbi & I said goodbye to the girls and made our way to the Library. The running joke in my family always pertains to this particular drinking establishment. Dad has always said he expects the Roomie & I to go to the Library when we need to. He makes sure to make the comment that he means the one with books. …well Dad, this Library has books too!
Gabbi said this was her favorite of all the pubs we hopped. Could’ve been the crazy people we were surrounded by…the crazy conversations we heard….or the things we witnessed. We sat at the bar instead of the tables and heard some of the craziest conversations about male strippers, shots, tattoos, and beer. Even coming from the guy sitting next to us : we needed to branch out our alcohol taste. I had the typical Framboise. It was super yummy…while Gabbi proceeded to try a majority of the Light House Beers. Some were suggestions from the guy sitting next to us who had an incredible amount of art work on his arms that we both found mesmerizing.
On a few funny notes, Gabbi & I both wore pants on our night out. No way was I opting for a dress. We both would feel this air from under the bar, sort of like some one had turned on the A/C. After a few episodes of this Gabbi turns to me and says do you feel that, just wanted to make sure I’m not imagining things. I said yes and a few moments later the door to the Library opens and in comes the A/C air that we had been feeling. This entire time, the door was creating this A/C feeling under the bar. We’re a bit loony.
the Guys at the Library taking some random shot with Pineapple Juice or Red Bull…something funky…I had never seen it before and didn’t want to even attempt to try it.
All of their shots lined up along the bar. The guy in the white hat laughed when I took his picture – I told him he was going on my blog…sure he thought I was crazy after that.
My drink of choice at the Library : Framboise – it’s ahhhmazing
Me & Gabbi at the Library…this was the 3rd “take” ….still at the Library
Finally after the crowd died down at the Library we headed to my favorite place. The Mont. Yeah Buddy! We went directly to the bar and ordered our drinks. Found a table next to a lot of older ladies and their husbands and people watched. One of the ladies next to us asked me what my drink was called. Any guesses on what I got? It’s BLUE.
My famous Blue Hawaiian drink : the photo I took makes the drink look white & it just didn’t do the drink enough justice, but it’s blue like the Blue Lagoon…yes, that kind of blue.
After I told the ladies what I ordered they tried to order them from the bar, but were turned away and told to order from their waitress. I said that’s the way I ordered mine, through the bartender. The ladies said something along the lines if my rack still looked like it did in my twenties I could do anything. As I was wearing a super low cut shirt – I used a safety pin to pin my bra to my shirt so it wouldn’t go any lower. Oh yes, genius idea of the night. Finally the waitress came over & took the drink orders for the Blue Hawaiian, when the drinks came for them I think they discovered just how delicious it really is.
When a spot opened up we moved to the bar and we chatted up the bartenders. I think my chatting did some good, cause I wound up ordering a shot and got one free and of course I had to make Gabbi take the other one. Ahhh, good shot taking times. My drinks finally came to a close around 1am and I drank water from then on out. Gabbi kept with her Bud Light drinking and we chatted about all the crazy things we did growing up, including some I believe I suppressed from my memory.
No idea what’s in them – but they’re Kamikaze’s. It’s the only shot I’ll do that a.won’t burn as it goes down & b.won’t feel like it has to come up later on.
2 very very empty Kamikaze’s, my shot of choice and yes :: I did both of them
We wound out staying out til’ very very late….or very very early. It’s all how you look at it. I have never in my life had this much fun on 2.5 drinks in 8 hours – really. Gabbi & I plan on doing this whenever she comes to town, which won’t be as often as some of you might think.