A small reconnaissance squad and myself unwittingly journeyed outside the bypass on that warm Saturday where the rain let up and the temperature got bearable. My force, usually more disciplined than their lemming cousins, was undoubtedly led out of the gump proper by the presence of an elusive DOUBLE RAINBOW!
This guy knows what's upWe followed the rainbow to its shocking source: the Tipping Point at Hampstead. And what might you ask was at the end of the rainbow????? Pimento Cheese and flatbread!
Ahh yes, cheese, the great motivator for rats, mice, and guinea pigs alike. But this cheese wasn't at the end of some researcher's maze, it was at nice outdoor bar/dining/sitting area with those cool garage door thingies you normally see at trendy bars out in Texas. The weather was perfect for soaking up the sun (we guinea pigs rarely go outside the lab), chatting with the squadmates, and blowing off some serious guinea pig steam (eating chicken vandaloo at India Palace is more stressful than you think). .After enjoying all the cheese I could eat (and an oat soda or two that had spilled on the floor) and witnessing the polite service from folks who may have hung out with double rainbow guy, we returned to the inner gump: happy, cheese- filled, and stress free. Was the pimento cheese a lure to trap the GGP crew outside of its comfort zone? Maybe so, but it was the most relaxing trap this pig has ever been caught in!
I have submitted my report to the LITG higher ups. It recommends a full service attack to try the cheese (the post-up was immaculate), the fancy hot dogs, and an oat soda...dude.
Ahh yes, cheese, the great motivator for rats, mice, and guinea pigs alike. But this cheese wasn't at the end of some researcher's maze, it was at nice outdoor bar/dining/sitting area with those cool garage door thingies you normally see at trendy bars out in Texas. The weather was perfect for soaking up the sun (we guinea pigs rarely go outside the lab), chatting with the squadmates, and blowing off some serious guinea pig steam (eating chicken vandaloo at India Palace is more stressful than you think). .After enjoying all the cheese I could eat (and an oat soda or two that had spilled on the floor) and witnessing the polite service from folks who may have hung out with double rainbow guy, we returned to the inner gump: happy, cheese- filled, and stress free. Was the pimento cheese a lure to trap the GGP crew outside of its comfort zone? Maybe so, but it was the most relaxing trap this pig has ever been caught in!
I have submitted my report to the LITG higher ups. It recommends a full service attack to try the cheese (the post-up was immaculate), the fancy hot dogs, and an oat soda...dude.
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I'm glad you liked this place. I love it. Good people. Good food. Unique atmosphere. Win.
ReplyDeleteGood food, good drink (the draft beers that they feature are incredible), interesting people...However, I have a problem with kids in a bar. Not so much from a moral point of view, I go to bars to get away from it all, and kids can be it all. Saturday's Love Stinks, let's drink was somewhat polluted by about six kids whose parents could not seem to find a baby sitter.
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