After each day working the booth, totally exhausted, we all gathered up for a few nights out on the town, hitting a different spot each night.
On Thursday, after getting shut out of a steak place we were all pining for due to a loooooooong waiting list, me, Rich, and a few buddies, Ray and Marty, wound up doing the pizza and beer thing. Not bad, not great, but it certainly hit the spot after a long day. Beer, pizza, talking comic and movies. It’s the geek version of playing poker.
FrAfter each day working the booth, totally exhausted, we all gathered up for a few nights out on the town, hitting a different spot each night.
On Thursday, after getting shut out of a steak place we were all pining for due to a loooooooong waiting list, me, Rich, and a few buddies, Ray and Marty, wound up doing the pizza and beer thing. Not bad, not great, but it certainly hit the spot after a long day. Beer, pizza, talking comic and movies. It’s the geek version of playing poker.
Friday night was the fancy-schmancy night, and we spent the big bucks at a restaurant called BluePoint Grille. I’d eaten there a few times before on my various trips, and so we jumped in for some seafood and steaks. I had the lobster. Yum. This night it was me, Rich, Ray and our other partner-in-crime Rich Koslowski (www.richkoslowski.com), and between the four of us we wracked up a $300 bill between the food and drinks. Pricey, but we got what we paid for. We had a great view of the Gaslamp District and more than a few laughs.
I won’t say where we ventured off to after that–some things that happen in San Diego stay in San Diego–but needless to say alcohol was involved, and we’ll leave it at that.
And then on Saturday night we went for our second annual trip to Brian’s, just a good food joint that offers a nice mix of fancier meals and comfort food. I had the Franky Burger, which is, stay with me … a burger with cheddar cheese, bacon and … peanut butter!
Yep. You heard right. Peanut Butter.
I have to admit, when I first saw that on the menu, I cringed, but the more I though about it, the more I came to think that it was just too weird to not try. And I figured that if I hated it, I could scrape the goop of and just and enjoy the burger plain. And you know what? That peanut butter burger was gooooooood. I know it doesn’t make sense, but [i]man[/i], it delivered.
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