The sun is out and I'm going to hit the pool one last time. A little late in the day—another long night last night, featuring showtunes at Tribe, so bad it was fun dancing at the Wildhorse, dinner at the Hermitage Cafe, and another closing of Play.
Before I go, a final word on the Hermitage Cafe. I don't have time to do it justice here, but the Hermitage Cafe is a quiet legend around here and Keith's, and Keith's bestest buddies Joey's and Eric's, favorite place to eat. You have GOT to love a diner that doesn't open until 10:00 at night. No wonder it's famous with the just-before-they're-famous artist crowd.
I love the Hermitage Cafe, and succumbed to the loving embrace of chicken fried steak with biscuits and gravy.
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And you know, Keith.
Keith, Joey, and Eric are here so often they call her Momma and are closer to her I think than to most of their own family members. I'm in love with Momma too.
Keith et al know and command the jukebox, with occasional dance performances depending on the crowd (or just that Darius was unaware of the affect Beyoncé was having on him at the time).
Some of the Sundance crowd in SF may recognize the Hermitage Cafe...
from Sugarland's Baby Girl video.
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