five hours at the (pizza) parlor.

you read that right folks. we went to The Parlor for “a drink” after work and five hours later decided it was probably time to go home. we posted up in the bar near an open window above the herb garden (love it) and vicky and joe came by for a little bit before going home to sleep off their florida jet lag. we stayed. it was one of those nights where conversation was flowing and it would have been too tragic to cut it off. we got deep. work. life. love. vacations.

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  • Reply March 30, 2012

    sea to shining port

    There is truly nothing better then going out for a “quick” drink, and getting lost in conversation, friends and a yummy cocktail. You’ve inspired me to head out tonight and perhaps do the same!


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