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| The Gang at Brew City Last Night |
Yesterday all forces converged for a truly
memorable celebration. My boss organized
a First Friday get together at Brew City with a great turnout of current and
former work colleagues gathered. My son
was traveling to our home for the weekend and since Brew City was on the way he
stopped in as well. Finally my friend
from Keene was coming down so he picked up my wife and they both joined us as
well. In other words this was a marvelous crowd and we dominated the room. I think the best times are when you can
gather round the people most important to you and just enjoy the interplay – so
much fun.
Since the M.E.G. was also travelling down we
had to adjourn to insure she didn’t arrive at an empty house. After a short pit stop at the house to pick
her up we continued the frivolity at Zorbas.
We’re fairly well known to the manager so he was real apologetic when there
wasn’t a table immediately available. We
set up at the bar and continued the banter, including a combined singing of
happy birthday to my sister on the phone that caused the entire restaurant to
cease conversation (she’s more than worth it).
We didn’t even notice the time passing but
the harried manager came by a couple times to apologize. I told him not to worry because we were
having too good a time to even mind. He
ended up buying the entire group a round of drinks. We finally did get a table to devour a couple
of the mystical Zorbas pizzas.
We ended the night back home where we filled
a gaping hole in the M.E.G.’s movie watching experience. She had never seen the uber-guy’s flick –
Road House. She was a good sport and
tolerated the excess testosterone flowing as Dalton and Wade Garrett cleaned up
the Double Deuce yet again.
A truly
superb day due to the people I got to spend it with.
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| The Group "Suffering" at the Bar at Zorba's |
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