| Here we are. My new home. |
The proper name was Pete's Pub Blue Goose Tavern, because, uh, it had been called the Blue Goose Tavern, but then Pete bought it? Why the "pub" was necessary is beyond me. But I liked a place that was both a pub and a tavern.
| No, she's not here. |
We pulled up a seat at the bar with the intention of staying there and getting good and drunk. At least drunk enough to blaze the firey winds of hell into Anita. The bartender was an older gal. Eventually, she was replaced by a younger gal, and we made some friends.
For one, the epoymous Pete was in the bar. He was a few seats down and had lots of questions for us. And when I suggested we just move to Adair, he and the bartender told me all about the benefits of living in Adair--they had a big party the week before, and, then, this bar.
We ordered another beer. Steven, hungry, asked for a bag of chips behind the counter. "Um, can I have a bag of those chips called Munchos." And, that was the beginning of a great romance.
Behold Munchos:
| Steven's feeling towards all other chips. |
Viney, a queen, said that she was totally planning to feed us--pork, potatoes, and pie! And she had a bunch of snacks laid out for us when we arrived. Clutch!
We finished up our 3rd beer and very, very seriously considered ordering a 4th. Inside the bar was so friendly and cold. Outside was so hot and painful. I peed at least 3 times.

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