Posts tagged Oakland Drinking
We didn't eat grasshoppers but Calavera was still pretty good

everyone was talking about the grasshoppers — Hooray! Yay! Bugs! — The salt air thing was more confusing — I was picturing some kind of smoke sphere like they have at Alinea, but, like, on top of a margarita — very good drinkers —  would probably pay someone to keep these tortillas coming to my mouth every five minutes for the rest of my life — why don't more restaurants serve ceviche with chips? — I know what that shit costs — super fucking delicious braised goat in a magical goat sauce — no slime in sight — translation: probably agar — they'll serve it with orange slices and worm salt if you ask — The servers haven't totally gotten it yet — maybe gotten some gratis grasshoppers, but, you know, a girl can only dream.

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Here's why Overland is a great bar

one cannot live on high end manhattans made with smoked vermouth alone — a huge fucking frozen margarita machine and free line dancing lessons — beer bellies, cowboy hats, and lots of bottle blondes — I want to drink tall boys of Hamm's or whatever — mysterious dude at the Chron — needed to do something ridiculous while wearing cowboy boots — five different varieties of Red Bull —  potent and syrupy sweet potion that will simultaneously invoke mishap-filled high school spring breaks and also that stomach ache you got from housing too many Skittles — crazy-hot ghost pepper jack cheese — for extra gluttony — if you don't already know what you're doing, you'll still feel silly and fuck up a lot — We looked like idiots but laughed for 2 hours.

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