
(e:paul), (e:terry) and I went to the pride center business mixer at the Black Swan which was super fancy pants. (e:steve), (e:heidi) and (e:dianne) were also there. It was also super loud. When we went to leave and get Paul a birthday treat, we discovered the keys fell out of Terry's pocket. The bartender told us that someone had turned them in - and instead of keeping them at the bar, they gave them to pride center staff. How ridiculous - what if the customer who lost them wasn't at that event? So Heidi and Dianne drove us down to Hamburg to pick them up.
Anyway, we tried to go to the Butterwood dessert place, but it was closed. So Chocolate Bar it was. We ate so much dessert it was insane - they even brought out an extra for Paul's birthday with a firework in it!

Gotta get ya pics in.


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We decided Terry looks exactly like this 18th century dandy. He just needs a little more shirt plumage.
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Happy boy in his cocoon
And yeah the name kind of sucks. But I think they were just trying to make a pun that they had a global menu. Or at least I hope we didn't just give money to some kind of Ayn Rand crazies. I can't find anything about the owners politics but I'd rather purge the food right now if they were.
lol, (e:tinypliny) that sounds like a story. I would never even have thought that it's that different from Buffalo but then again I've never been there much.
LOL @ the pepsi comment. That's snootiness++ for you, right there.
Oh and Ayn Rand. A place named after that abomination. Someone thought that was clever? UGH. Enough said.
I can tell you that appearances are most deceptive here. I might consider coming back to Buffalo because of its super loving people, but not in a million years will I even consider going back to Rochester. NEVER EVER. It's a snooty petty town.