So, yesterday was the last day on the OBF and I was there for about seven hours.
So this is a first; I do not want to have a beer today. But I love you, so I have come to the Dig A Pony for a beer.
Thankfully, my really awesome girlfriend has come with me and is saving me from having to be outwardly sociable by picking Caldera’s IPA, which I am now sipping very, very gently.
It’s not your fault, Caldera. I just went too far and need a day to not be a beer blogger.
The Dig A Pony has a terrible name for me. Fortunately, the interior is pretty sweet, the music was cool Americana and the prices are totally reasonable and the air smelled good. I want to go back. There are big windows letting lots of light in and I think it would be a good place to play cards.
Just some day that I can have a drink again that I can enjoy.