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Super stocking stuffer,
The irony is that’s a health app,
…took Grey to Hofbräuhaus Chicago a couple weekends ago!
Grey had her first beer…
…and we ran into some folks who came over from a furry convention! (For those who don’t know what that is, Google it. Actually, come to think of it, don’t.)
I also ran into Krampus!
Officially one of the weirdest nights ever,
Color me and my beer while you’re eating your grilled cheese sandwich and fries!
Chicago kids are hardcore,
They already left… after we ate a bunch of sushi and drank a bunch of beer,
…but, like our recent visit with Bill and Sarah, I have no photos to support that.
That said, I do have this image of an old beer can I shot while she was here. And considering the amount of beer we drank while she was in town, this seemed as appropriate an image to mark her visit as any.
Second visit out of four back-to-backs,
…there was the House of Hungarian Wines in Budapest.
One year later, it was followed by a night at the Cool Kids Bar in Brussels.
And this year, we hit up the North Shield Pub in Istanbul, where everyone was feeling friendly on their first drink.
By drink number two, Emily was already looking forward to drink number three, Rebecca was politely trying to discourage her from doing so (in an attempt to avoid the debauchery of last year’s events at the Cool Kids Bar), Harry was amusing himself by being sexually suggestive with items from our basket of fried foods, and KB was completely over the whole affair.
Trouble in Coupleville started at drink number three, with Rebecca shooting Harry the stink-eye (also known as the “I think you’ve had enough” face), and Emily making fun of KB’s inability to keep up. Yes, Emily and KB are a couple when they travel together. Hot!
And then came the violence of drink number four. Or at least the violence of Harry, Rebecca, and Emily, while KB tried to flag down our waiter for the check.
Drink number five caused drowsiness… which, apparently, didn’t stop Emily from being able to hold up her beer. KB benefited by enjoying the entire second basket of fried foods all by herself.
When all was said and done though, the love kicked back in with our sixth and final drink of the night. So much, in fact, that Harry felt comfortable placing his hand on his wife’s chest for the photo, thus proving that Rebecca was also drunk enough to be okay with it.
And then Emily and KB made out… but we’ll save those photos for another time.
Can’t wait for next year’s rounds,
…to Wirtshaus last week to help celebrate my birthday (and watch me drink two liters of free beer out of a gigantic glass boot in the process)!
Beth and I posed for a nice sibling photo at the bar…
…followed by a more accurate sibling photo.
The glass boot ended in an empty success!
But the two liters of free beer pales in comparison to this group of human beings whom I love with all of my 38-year-old heart.
On to 39,