Water and Trees
While in Lake George this past Saturday night, we were stopped by a random person and asked for some information. Wayne, as he later introduced himself, was from Staten Island and was looking for something to do. As an "adult" he needed to be where there was "adult" stuff happening--music, dancing, clubs, etc--not family stuff. I pointed him in the direction of the bars--although, I regretfully informed him that I didn't know of any clubs--after which, he told us that he was staying in an area that had nothing but "water and trees," and that he drove until he found some lights. Which is where he was when he found us. It was quite an entertaining conversation.
Stephanie and I played minature golf at Pirate's Cove (twice--two different courses) and got ice cream at Bob's Ice Cream--the go to place for ice cream in Lake George. We also had dinner, earlier in the evening, at Jitter's Cafe in Saratoga.
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On Friday, we had gone to Fresnos after MochaBlend (we being: me, Stephanie, and a group of friends). Fresnos is a pretty decent restaurant/bar combo. They have greasy, disgustingly delicious food, and--of course--alcohol. We ordered a bunch of appetizers and some drinks--a root beer for me--and told funny stories, made jokes about each other and generally had a great time. The best joke of the night, however, was that we didn't see a waitress until after about thirty minutes past when we seated ourselves. I had found some menus on another table and passed them around. Then, we decided to take our own orders on a notepad that someone had in their pocketbook and bring it up to the bar, at which point we were finally assigned a waitress. We also got napkins from a nearby stash. Someone joked about going into the kitchen and cooking our own food. The spinach and artichoke dip was definately prepared by someone other than myself, as it was quite good--which is to say, I can't make good spinach and artichoke dip.
Stephanie and I played minature golf at Pirate's Cove (twice--two different courses) and got ice cream at Bob's Ice Cream--the go to place for ice cream in Lake George. We also had dinner, earlier in the evening, at Jitter's Cafe in Saratoga.
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On Friday, we had gone to Fresnos after MochaBlend (we being: me, Stephanie, and a group of friends). Fresnos is a pretty decent restaurant/bar combo. They have greasy, disgustingly delicious food, and--of course--alcohol. We ordered a bunch of appetizers and some drinks--a root beer for me--and told funny stories, made jokes about each other and generally had a great time. The best joke of the night, however, was that we didn't see a waitress until after about thirty minutes past when we seated ourselves. I had found some menus on another table and passed them around. Then, we decided to take our own orders on a notepad that someone had in their pocketbook and bring it up to the bar, at which point we were finally assigned a waitress. We also got napkins from a nearby stash. Someone joked about going into the kitchen and cooking our own food. The spinach and artichoke dip was definately prepared by someone other than myself, as it was quite good--which is to say, I can't make good spinach and artichoke dip.