Happy Hour at The Old Monk

Because The New Yorker bailed on us last week, she was obligated to come out with us this week of face horrible consequences! Tonight's destination....The Old Monk on Henderson for happy hour.

The scheduled arrival time: 6:30 pm
My arrival time: 6:35 pm
Ms. Fabulous and the New Yorker's arrival time: 8:30 pm
Foxy's arrival time: 9:30 pm

Why am I the only one who shows up on time to events that others schedule????

After two hours of trying to find random people to talk too (which never seems to be a problem), the gang arrived. The other New Yorker was also there, having arrived just a few hours before from New Zealand where he had been vacationing for the past few months (hence the scruffy beard). Since we were on someone else's tab for the evening, we decided to order the most expensive beer on the menu....large bottles of Chimay beer. The night was mainly spent cheering up the New Yorker who had had a rough day at work. There is nothing a few beers (or glasses of wine) and a few laughs with friends can't fix.