What's a weekend without a little apprehension? What's a funky sunkissed jam without some skittering 6-over-4 hi-hat mischief to disturb the rubbery groove and nasal French girl vocalizing? It reminds me that I need new sunglasses. And a nice beach to restlessly lay around and burn my skin upon. But that's another weekend. Because an evening of gastric debauchery at Sammy's Roumanian Steakhouse awaits. As Anthony Michael Hall once said, "see you in the emergency room."Lizzy Mercier Descloux - Slipped Disc
Oh man, how does one choose between Slipped Disc and Funky Stuff?
ReplyDeleteI think Sammy's has its own emergency room. You'll find out...
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