The heavens have decided that for the past month my life was seeming a bit "together". The tailspin has been set in motion and it has been doing just that for the past almost two weeks. One hit after another and the divide between sanity and insanity at this point in time is a little bit...there. I reach out my hand and run my fingers along it and feel the pull, to nothingness, to what I think will be peace...
But instead I go out on a girls night...
I met my two lovely friends at Barrio, which is downtown, my third friend was sick so we had the chance to invite another wonderful woman whom I hadn't seen in a long time.
After it taking me about 20 minutes to find parking, I sat down for a drink and emptied my first plate very quickly. It even took two forks to do so.
Why 20 minutes you ask? Because I am Heather, and nothing is easy for me. The parking right behind Barrio was cash only, the street meters were only 1/2 to 2 hour meters and the second lot credit card reader was broke and finally the lot I came too was a block away. Nothing is simple for me...
Bacon wrapped dates. Divine. Scrumptious. A must have when visiting this place. If you go here and don't get them...sorry, your just stupid.
Yes, we ate them before I could take the photo...
Before I could finish my margarita, sangria was served.
mmmm carmalized provolone. Did I mention that Barrio was a tapas bar?
And the poor guy that had to put up with us was Brett. Or was it Brent? I am pretty sure it was Brett. again...poor guy...
Not only were we a bunch of girls, but at one point we had our phones out taking pictures of everything and laughing hysterically. Mine didn't come out so great, I was facing the huge window...
The last item up was the pork. Spicy, but dry. Sorry Barrio but it is true...
ok, so it wasn't the last item up. Check out the dessert menu and guess what we got.
of course, we picked the most fun sounding thing on the menu. And it didn't hurt that it came with jeni's ice cream.
What a perfect way to end a meal. We wanted to lick the plate, but refrained. Although I did say I forgot something, headed back to the table and licked it clean on my own. I just growled at the people that looked at me funny. I am sure that went over well and the straight jacket people are now looking for me.
Nothing like a girls night to pull you back to sanity. I will need one again tomorrow night.
By the way, Barrio doesn't know me and I am not affiliated with them. So this isn't an official review, just my opinion. But since I am queen bee, it is better than an official review.
But instead I go out on a girls night...
I met my two lovely friends at Barrio, which is downtown, my third friend was sick so we had the chance to invite another wonderful woman whom I hadn't seen in a long time.
After it taking me about 20 minutes to find parking, I sat down for a drink and emptied my first plate very quickly. It even took two forks to do so.
Why 20 minutes you ask? Because I am Heather, and nothing is easy for me. The parking right behind Barrio was cash only, the street meters were only 1/2 to 2 hour meters and the second lot credit card reader was broke and finally the lot I came too was a block away. Nothing is simple for me...
Bacon wrapped dates. Divine. Scrumptious. A must have when visiting this place. If you go here and don't get them...sorry, your just stupid.
Yes, we ate them before I could take the photo...
Before I could finish my margarita, sangria was served.
mmmm carmalized provolone. Did I mention that Barrio was a tapas bar?
And the poor guy that had to put up with us was Brett. Or was it Brent? I am pretty sure it was Brett. again...poor guy...
Not only were we a bunch of girls, but at one point we had our phones out taking pictures of everything and laughing hysterically. Mine didn't come out so great, I was facing the huge window...
The last item up was the pork. Spicy, but dry. Sorry Barrio but it is true...
ok, so it wasn't the last item up. Check out the dessert menu and guess what we got.
of course, we picked the most fun sounding thing on the menu. And it didn't hurt that it came with jeni's ice cream.
What a perfect way to end a meal. We wanted to lick the plate, but refrained. Although I did say I forgot something, headed back to the table and licked it clean on my own. I just growled at the people that looked at me funny. I am sure that went over well and the straight jacket people are now looking for me.
Nothing like a girls night to pull you back to sanity. I will need one again tomorrow night.
By the way, Barrio doesn't know me and I am not affiliated with them. So this isn't an official review, just my opinion. But since I am queen bee, it is better than an official review.
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