Diagram for a Shitty Drink

I walked by the new steakhouse, Mason Street Grill, again yesterday and noticed a couple of banners hanging above the doors that said, “Discover the Hangout before it’s the Hangout.” This kind of turned my stomach and made me not want to go there, which is too bad because I had almost gotten over that stupid cocktail sign they had up before they opened. Martini parts: vodka, vermouth. It’s hard to have confidence in a place with a sign like that. I mean, you could order a steak and it’s made with compressed turds or something.

But I really like the Pfister, it’s such an old-fashioned hotel. And I’m still kind of exited this place opened. But I don’t know… then they do something stupid like put up those banners. I guess I’ll just have to go there sometime and see what’s up. But at this point, I’m expecting the worst.