Wednesday, February 15, 2012

Fayette County Bar Life

Before I left the Nam to the world of ridiculous Mt. Washington parking, I had one last weekend hurrah. First stop: Lynn's. I used to live kind of close to Lynn's. Apparently, lots of former Conn Area and Geibel students go there (what happened to the Paint Room, guys?) and Leah, queen of this blog, is the mayor on Foursquare.

I'd never actually been there before. The food was good and well-priced, as were the drinks, although those were a bit strong. In a way, it reminded me of a small Bud Murphy's without the strict carding and wing-night angst.

And then we hit faithful Sherwood's, where I learned a valuable lesson about wearing white knit hats: People will ask if/assume you are Amish. When you tell them you're not, they'll assume you haven't washed your hair that day. Because, you know, the fact that it's winter and the hat is cute is irrelevant.

I'd never have this problem if I wore trucker hats or beanies or bright orange or camouflage.


  1. Oh my goodness. I love your blog :-P

  2. Oh and PS this is not the first time anyone has accused you of being Amish