So let's go on a mini adventure, meet some new people, try some new beer, be harrassed by a waiter with rubber gloves...

What?  That's not your average mini adventure? Piff...

It all started when one of Honey's online classmates said "After finals let's meet at a pub. I'll be the man with a long red ponytail."

"Alright, mind if I bring my roommate?"

"Nah, the more the merrier, Infact I'm bringng my wife."

So on a rainy Sunday evening we drove an hour to the "Big City" Santa Fe, listening to great driving music that makes you dance and drive at the same time... which, I, Moonshine, never do... cuz that's dangerous! Eeesh, stop looking at me funny. And no, I don't chair dance at my computer either. >_>

Anyways, after stopping to smell the roses in a light drizzle a tall man and a woman walk up to the restuarant calling Honey's name. Turns out that none of us had eatten at Second Street Brewery... Hmm.. an adventure for us all.

After sitting ourselves at a corner table we order our beers. Honey went with a Brown Ale, a chocolate malt with a light bitterness, as did our knew lady friend. Very nice. I tried the house IPA, a microbrewery gold medal winner. Pretty good. The man with the ponytail got a Golden Ale... I should have snuck a sip!

After ordering we had some fun conversations, found out we have waaay too much in common, got our food... Beer Batter Fried Calamari for an ap.. but, not what I ordered for dinner... Fish and Chips is not a Garlic Game Hen by any stretch of hte imagination. Funny thing is the waitress almost didn't believe me when I said that it wasn't what I ordered. So while everybody ate, I munched on calmari and drank my beer.

Around the time the storm suddenly struck, what seemed like on top of us, and the rain poured. This silly desert really needs its rain.

Unfortunately, the pub closed at 10... we weren't able toget desert before the kitchen closed, but we did sample some delicious mead.

So, we met up with some more friends at a Village Inn to get some dessert.

Which resulted in a conversation something like this and rubber glove harrassment...

"How big are the slices of pie?"

The waiter mimes a piece of pie, I agree to get this chocolate carmel reese kinda pie.

Shortly he returns with my pie, "Is that as big as I said it was?"

I nod happily looking at my giant piece of sugary death, while the other 3 ladies at the table giggle, then erupt into laughter.

"Perverts!" Said the young waiter as he finished giving everyone their food. At that point, i was just laughing with rosey cheeks.

But the joke didn't stop there... Oh no...

We munched on our food for a bit, then, this is about an hour before closing time, the employees are cleaning up. Our waiter steps up beside me with rubber gloves on, snaps one loudly behind and exclaims, "Time for your examination!"

Everyone laughed, though some were slightly confused, I just turned bright red and giggled embarassed. Simular taunts followed, then the waiter let us know he was married... which was, to say the least, awkward.

But despite the shrewd humor (hehehehe) I shook hands with the waiter at the end of the meal.

We had a great time, meeting new people... except the creepy waiter with rubber gloves... O_O ... but good beer and food, rain in the desert and good laughs.

~Moonshine