Started the day with my SSS (standard Saturday streetwalk) through Barretto. It’s been the Christmas season since September (the Ber months, as they are called), and the decorations are out in full force.
I started my Saturday evening beer drinking at It Doesn’t Matter. I guess the big news was that one of their biker customers had a wreck in Subic during a group ride and had been hospitalized. Word is that there are no broken bones, and a full recovery is expected.
In less important news from IDM, I decided to relent and give my ex-favorite bargirl, Agnes, another chance. When I offered her a lady drink, she literally jumped for joy, gave me a hug, and thanked me. She’s gone a month without one; I reckon that’s punishment enough. I admonished her not to repeat her bad behavior, and she promised that she would not. I do think she learned her lesson.
I still had some time to kill before dinner, so I popped up to Cheap Charlies for another beer. I was surprised to see Jona working again (she left before the scamdemic), so I welcomed her back with a lady drink. Alma gave me a back rub and earned a drink as well. I didn’t stay long; I had something special planned.
I arrived a few minutes after six, and the grill out front was loaded and smokin’:
I don’t know if this is a one-off thing or a weekly event. The manager wasn’t sure either. I suspect they are waiting to see how popular the grilled food turns out to be. They didn’t have a menu; the waitress just asked if I wanted pork or chicken. I wondered if I could get a combo, and she went to check and told me, “no.” So, I went with the pork.
I’m still enjoying the vibe at Hops & Brews, though. Another acoustic duo was playing, featuring a female vocalist. I liked the group from Thursday better and was hoping to introduce myself to Raymond, a friend of my friend in Shanghai. The manager told me they play Tuesday through Thursday. So, I’ll catch him later.
Then it was off to the Green Room to put my “buy one, get one” coupon from the SOB to work. I drank my fill, watched the gals playing pool, and headed on home before 9:00 like the good boy I am.
As I’ve been writing this post, I’ve also been baking some cupcakes for the Sunday feeding at Hideaway Bar. Tonight the girls will be enjoying a Hawaiian pizza from Shamboli’s for dinner. I hope that makes their day as special as mine.
Strange to be looking down at your future home rather than looking up at it.
re: Hops & Brews
Glutton that I am, I’d probably go in and order one pork and one chicken dish. Yum.
Here’s hoping that Agnes doesn’t lapse back into her old ways.
Was the guy manning the grill actually from Jamaica? Looks like he enjoys his food! LOL
I’m not sure, the food was advertised as authentic Jamaican jerk prepared by a Jamaican jerk master, so I’m assuming that he is Jamaican. And yes, he does appear to be a taste tester for everything he cooks.
Yeah, I’m currently at the highest elevation in the subdivision, and my future home is a couple of street levels below me. That said, it is still perched high on a hill with no obstructions blocking the views. I’ll see the beauty that surrounds me much better from there.
The main complaint I’ve heard about Hops & Brews is their prices are high. Still, you have to pay for all that high-class ambiance somehow. I would have loved to have some chicken on my plate but was going to order a second plate to get it. I think they’ll figure it out eventually.
I’m pretty sure Agnes has learned her lesson and understands the consequences of any future failures.