I'm heading back in this blog to the trip Cyndae and I took before I got waylaid with the latest skunk adventure. I needed, or rather wanted, a vest to wear with my tuxedo when it was required. It's hot enough just wearing the tux in the house, but when you have to go to the Lodge where it's 90 degrees upstairs, coats just don't work well. What can I say, it's a 100 year old magnificent building with very small air conditioners.
Since I had already begun the adventure at Men's Wearhouse, that's where we went, on a Friday. Not a great idea when EVERYONE is picking up their wedding tuxedos. Getting someone to wait on us was like catching that skunk. Patience is a virtue.
It was all good until Cyndae tried to get me to go into the men's dressing room to try one on. Uh Cyndae ... this is a MAN'S store ... you can't just walk into the dressing room. So here it is ... we actually found one that fit and has nice details you can't see in the picture. I pretty much feel like a waiter at a fancy restaurant.
Speaking of which, once the transaction was complete, we walked across to BJ's Restaurant and Brew House. It looked deserted. After a walk almost around the entire building, we found a door. Nothing indicated this was the entrance, or that they were even open, so we barged right in.
Sure enough, they were seating two people. Since neither Cyndae nor I can eat an entire meal, we split a barbecued brisket burger with sweet potato fries. The portions were HUGE!! Mighty tasty, but I couldn't even eat half the fries, let alone half the burger.