That wasn't me. I don't know any of those people and I don't remember any of this. That's my story and I'm sticking to it. This is also the second night we invaded this place.
Scott, the Griswolds haven't arriveed when that picture was taken. Look behind us, we've not moved their table in place yet. I was only about two pitchers in to the evening at this point [smiley=xyxthumbs.gif] .
Actually this was the "easy" night for the waitress. There was other staff in the restaurant. That first night except for whomever was in the kitchen it was just her. We arrived like falling off the moon and enveloped this fine little eatery and drink house. If we hadn't helped we might still be there. And believe me, putting up with the crowd all by herself and keeping things (well, Scott and me) in line; she earned a nice tip that night. I gotta tell ya, that Scott is a troublemaker!