Summer Days Drifting Away
I know, I know, summer isn’t technically over till later in September, but in my head it’s always kind of over when August is gone. I actually couldn’t believe how fast this season went until I saw how long it was since I last posted. Though, I may have blacked out for a while after drinking this fancy version of Blockhead’s Mexican bulldog. I *think* it may have been called a French Bulldog, but maybe I’m calling it that because it seems logical. This beauty featured a frozen margarita with a champagne split. It actually tasted pretty good. Just remember to clear out your schedule for the rest of the day if you have it for brunch like I did.
50th street bet 8th anve 9th ave.