Today's non-frugal group brought us to the Jazz Kitchen on sixth. People may know the place by the dude out front that calls himself 'The King', playing funky bass riffs all night long for people who stroll down the street.
The crawfish season is now in session, and we got a few pounds, they are little ones, and for what little meat you get from them its kinda not worth the effort. The crawfish etouffee however was brilliant, and the $2 pints of stella make this place well worth the visit
A picture or two coming, maybe, busy day. Gotta get my groomsman on --
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I see that you are still drinking the "wife beater ale"!!!
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