Last night at Boiler Room.
Our waiter was checking our IDs, then when he got to mine said “Pembroke Pines?! Blegh! Broward County.” He later came back around and said “It’s okay, I’m from Hialeah so it’s worse.” Since we were a ‘table full of Floridians” he decided to give us a bunch of free Jameson shots and pear cider. We hugged it out before leaving and congratulated each other for getting the fuck out of the Sunshine State.
I love this city, but most importantly, I love Logan Square.
