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The Last Supper, Part 2 - SOLC Day 16

“Anybody want a peanut?”

It’s that thing you didn’t know you absolutely NEEDED until you heard it was a thing. It’s like being a kid at COMICON, except it’s all booze. Twue Wuv in dark, smoky, liquid form.

A Princess Bride themed pop-up bar!!!!

We wanted a nightcap after feasting on Sushi Mike's special rolls (see The Last Supper, Part 1). And with the looming possibility of a total shutdown of bars and restaurants, we knew there was only one place to go.

The Sixth - a cocktail bar in Chicago - had a monthlong Princess Bride theme. 
"I'm not a witch! I'm your wife!"

Now, let me break it down so you can comprehend how big this was for me:
  • I married a Wesley (his name was not the reason I married him, but it is a perk).
  • I used an excerpt from the book in my WEDDING VOWS.
  • My thirtieth birthday is on Friday, and what more appropriate way to celebrate than by drinking out of a goddam GOBLET!


"He's only mostly dead."

I'm so grateful that my husband urged me to go out for this date night. For about two and a half hours, my anxiety melted away like Iocane powder dissolving into wine. Thank you Wesley, my true love!

Okay, I have to add one more pic:

Comments

  1. Diane AndersonMarch 16, 2020 at 12:34 PM

    Glad you got to have a perfect date night to enjoy with your husband to get a break from the anxiety we all are experienced.

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  2. drferreriblogspot.comMarch 16, 2020 at 4:34 PM

    OM Goodness, this is certainly a story of taking advantage of an opportunity - before all establishments for eating and drinking close! I wanted to go out last weekend, but was a bit scared. NOW, I wish I had gone....

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  3. UnknownMarch 16, 2020 at 5:16 PM

    Lots of worthy joy in this slice -- and Princess Bride Easter Eggs! Thanks for sharing the fun from your night out.

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