Friday, August 24th, 2012

“Would you like to meet me at Glass Nickel after work?” I asked My Darling B by text message late yesterday afternoon. She answered “OK!” about a half-hour later, just as I was packing up my saddle bags in preparation for leaving the office. I changed into shorts and a summery shirt, headed out the door and jumped on my bike.

Glass Nickel is a pizzeria about halfway between Our Humble O’Bode and the office building where I work. We don’t go there often, but we do order their pizza all the time and it’s pretty good. I picked it partly for that, but mostly because it’s halfway home. Usually when we stop for pizza we go to Roman Candle, but that’s actually further from home and further from the office and I didn’t want to get all full of pizza and beer when I still would have to bike all that way.

I got to Glass Nickel just after five o’clock, ordered a beer and took a seat in a booth near the door so I could catch B’s attention when she came in. Sucked down damn nearly half my beer before she showed up. Guess which pizzeria she went to?

whoopsie | 5:36 am CDT
Category: daily drivel, food & drink, My Darling B, O'Folks, play, restaurants
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  1. 1 Auntie Susan said at 11:20 pm on August 24th, 2012:

    LOL! I’ve done the very same thing…only we were dropping our car off for service…I went to the East Washington shop…he was out on the West Side….happens!