Friday and Saturday were pretty much a wash out during this holiday weekend since Ernesto came to town. However my friend CD came to town as well from the far off land of CA. The land of Hollywood.We decided to go hang out. Now the weather was so fantastic here in the hood that night. What would make the night perfect would be to go hang out for a drink, a bite, and a good conversation.
When CD from CA got here, I told her that we were going to walk over to a little place called Sagres. Now Sagres means a few things. It is a port in Portugual, a beer, and a shipping school for tall ships. However for tonight it was just two friends catching up. The reason why I picked Sagres was for one reason. They open up the front doors of the place and have chairs on the sidewalk. I went there since I knew the wind would be blowing and I wanted to bring little Suzie Q.
We walked down this alley to get to the place. What was strange that although it has was cooler that night than the last few weeks, I did not understand why the residents of the alley were warming their hands around garbage can bonfires. Never the less we scored some crack and then arrived at the cafe. We found a seat and I asked if it were ok that Suzie hang. Everyone at the place said no problem. They asked what we wanted to drink and we ordered a pitcher of sangri. Suzie ordered a greyhound (Greygoose and grapefruit). The waiter her water instead in a cup and place it for her to drink. She complained the whole night and I noticed she did not leave a tip.
The night went on and the people loved Suzie. She brought many a strange people to our table to discuss their own personal dog stories as they stroked her and told her how pretty and great she was.
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