I got a text from my homie that said:
Wanna get a bday drink before you leave for your trip?
Oh hell yeah! Who says no to that?!?! If they do, then they are saying no to life! Psh. Life is flawed and imperfect, so lately I'm all about lasting happiness, compassion, and all that positive mumbo jumbo. We met up on a Tuesday for Happy Hour.
Roots and Rye sparks intensity and intrigue. I tried to resist the dim lights, the romantic fire pits, and the seductive leather seats but eventually I succumbed to my urges. With its tequila and grapefruit, The Paloma tantalize from first alluring sip…Read more
I got a text from my homie that said:
Wanna get a bday drink before you leave for your trip?
Oh hell yeah! Who says no to that?!?! If they do, then they are saying no to life! Psh. Life is flawed and imperfect, so lately I'm all about lasting happiness, compassion, and all that positive mumbo jumbo. We met up on a Tuesday for Happy Hour.
Roots and Rye sparks intensity and intrigue. I tried to resist the dim lights, the romantic fire pits, and the seductive leather seats but eventually I succumbed to my urges. With its tequila and grapefruit, The Paloma tantalize from first alluring sip to last, culminating in a smooth finish. We experience the sultry side of the chips and dip with a hint of bbq flavor. The elegant oysters decadent with rawness, while the parmesan fries tempts with a seductive balance of crisp and luscious when dipped in a 63 degree eggs.
Attractive. Sexy. Enigmatic.