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Excuse me? When was the last time I was served a cocktail in such a little glass?
Ah, that's better.
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And we got there early enough to camp out for the prime corner table, with convenient walk up friend window.
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There was one (straight) couple in the restaurant who were all about their do rags and bandannas. Coco had one in her purse. I'm surprised I did not.
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Jimbo has never looked better.
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In this shot you can also see the adorable little fair blond boy who was volunteering for Equality California on our corner all morning. He did not escape our notice, ogling, or conversation.
Post brunch we cabbed up to Troy's little champagne birthday party before that crowd made their way to Fresh. Coco was impressed that while she was served champagne in a flute, I poured my mimosa into a vase.*
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C'mon. The flowers would have died anyway.
Oh right. There were also the hickeys. Heh.
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I can't believe someone told Ross. I almost got away with that one.
*Okay, it just looked like a vase, and makes for a better story. There were large glasses available. I would not dump out a vase just to make an enormous cocktail. Okay I might but I didn't.
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