Philly friends, Kuma’s burgers1, four rounds of malört2, laughing so hard that my face hurt.
I had a wonderful time, but the picture below pretty accurately describes how I’m feeling this morning.
1. Ryan had a minor freak out when the guy at the table next to us ordered the Slayer. He was afraid that his burger would be too much for him to handle. Rest assured, said freak out was unnecessary. We all handled our burgers like champs.
2. I didn’t realize how on board they would be with the malört, most people do one shot just to say they did it and never touch it again. Four shots, dear readers. Each. We’re pretty tough kids. I’m looking forward to being in Philly this weekend and trying Root. Which I’m guessing will be a much more enjoyable experience.