themonarch

Oh, lordy, hangover! Too much wine and waiting in line. For those of you who live in or have visited the Los Angeles area, there's this restaurant near my house called Cobras and Matadores. Place is always packed. Line of people standing on the sidewalk from eight pm to ten pm waiting for a table. Last night, I found mys elf as one of them. Gripping my just aquired bottle of wine in my hand as me and a lady friend sttod with the masses. What's so great about this place? I thought. As the minutes slowly ticked away and the more hunger I felt, I switched to "This place better be fucking good!" Finally, one hour later, after I had passed out from hunger on the sidewalk, I was awakened by a handsome lad with a goatee. They led us inside, popped our wine. It tasted good, oh so good. How can fermented grapes taste so damn good! Quickly drunk since we were starving. Then food arrived, scarfed it down. And suddenly I realized, this is why people think this place is so great. They starve you until you can barely stand, then quickly rush the liquor into you before bringing out the food. An when they finally do, you're so drunk, ABC Chinese Food and Donuts would taste top notch. Their plan worked. Food was good. But next time I'm going early.
Oh, well, I'm probably just cranky from my current lack of Chi due to the post dinner frolic.
Must get work done. Ah, I'll just lay on the couch instead.