My taco diet has come to an end, and with ends come beginnings. It just made sense. I paged  YDA and he gave me a shout back on my Nokia. "Let's crush beer." he demanded. How could I refuse.

---GRIND MODE---

We went to Pump it up, Wolf Style. Feeling risky, I ordered PBR. What happened next is important so take notes. Andy ordered a SW Burg. He got slaw and onion rings, then he put the rings on the burg. Fuck he's a genius.

I was thinking something light... BLT. Ya but let's add japs, pepperjack, and a fried egg for good measure. Slaw too. The bartender took a bite of my BLT and slid the Tabasco down the bar to me.

In my dark days I would have ordered a pitcher of White Russians and a shot of well tequila. I only miss those days rarely.

Have a great place we should visit? Let us know, offer to buy us a drink, and we can probably make it happen.

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