…means outdoor drinking, of course! And at what better place than Soda Bar, which just doubled its backyard patio space (seen here, still sparsely furnished). Last summer, the occasional cat was known to emerge from that formerly boarded-up lot and greet our drunken, dangling fingers. We just hope she’ll come back.
I thought springtime meant a field trip to the Bohemian Beer Garden?
I have an idear: a beer garden in the Atlantic Yards. Oh and that Soda ProHo cutie is the sweetest! Except she kind of scratched me once. OK, she totally scratched me.