Because right now it is summer there, we went to an Australian bar last night: Surnburnt Cow, obscured by the doofusi in the photo.
The decor creates the oxymoron swanky-Austrailian and there is no pool table or wings, but I liked it very much. Trice, Tyler, and I talked about guitars and resisted special drinks. With the Sunburnt Cow, Micky’s, Zum Schnitzel, and Porch only within a few blocks of each other on C, I need to rememember to get over there more.
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Here’s a pic you have never seen before but will see again, thus creating Vuja Day.
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