Christine gave me a pair of free tickets to Taste of North Park yesterday, so Pammie and I spent the afternoon eating and drinking ourselves into a coma. Urban Solace was the only restaurant we had eaten at prior to this event, and they actually had the best offering: Duckaroni and S’mores. Om nom nom. While some may think the highlight of this event was getting to sample 45 different restaurants and bars for free, the real highlight for me was the hot bearded fellow who served me my Islander IPA at Ranchos… followed closely by the dirty old man who walked past me on 30th, took a look at each of my breasts, and greeted them, “Hello and hello.” Yep. Still got it.
