I went to Los Angeles today with
clarkoholic.
I tried a pomegranate margarita (meh) and a ruby red grapefruit martini (or something, idk, it was good).
And I had a turkey melt that was so burned & crusty on one side, it made sounds when I tapped it with my fingernail.
As we were perusing the drink list, trying to figure out what weird thing to try, the server came over came over and asked us ladies if we perhaps wanted a cosmopolitan or a "Flirtini".
NEVER IN A MILLION YEARS do I want to drink anything called a "Flirtini". So we made fun of it the rest of the night.
Then we went to IHOP, and I had a chicken florentine crepe. I think I should have just gotten a cheese blintz. Whatever.
Oh, and in between there was Chris Pine.