Schanks for coming!
Sunday, January 14, 2007
Schanks was the name of the bar, not a description of my poor iron play...
We went for dinner with Farid and Narmin last night for some authentic East Indian curries. Good idea at the time, serious regrets this morning. Burn baby burn!
Then after dinner we went to Schanks (pronounced Shanks and not Skanks) Sports Bar.
What an awesome place. Pool tables, putt-putt that goes around the entire bar and two golf sims. I managed to play a whole game of pool before I dropped everyone to go shhmack some balls. Farid joined me later and we ended up playing for three hours or so. Until the waitress tjoons us it's $30 an hour and that we should pay at the counter.
So I did what any broke-assed Saffer would do - I made a sneaky exit out the emergency exit without paying. Followed by Farid! Dodgy fucking Africans!
I watched impatiently as they played pool, all the while I was itching to hit the golf sim...
Finally, I got to swing some clubs. Some serious antiques but what the hell!
Schanks gallery.
We went for dinner with Farid and Narmin last night for some authentic East Indian curries. Good idea at the time, serious regrets this morning. Burn baby burn!
Then after dinner we went to Schanks (pronounced Shanks and not Skanks) Sports Bar.
What an awesome place. Pool tables, putt-putt that goes around the entire bar and two golf sims. I managed to play a whole game of pool before I dropped everyone to go shhmack some balls. Farid joined me later and we ended up playing for three hours or so. Until the waitress tjoons us it's $30 an hour and that we should pay at the counter.
So I did what any broke-assed Saffer would do - I made a sneaky exit out the emergency exit without paying. Followed by Farid! Dodgy fucking Africans!
I watched impatiently as they played pool, all the while I was itching to hit the golf sim...
Finally, I got to swing some clubs. Some serious antiques but what the hell!
Schanks gallery.
