The other night we discovered a great new restaurant. Well, it’s really a bar that serves incredible food. Rodney’s in Cherry Creek North. Huge juicy steaks with all the old style fixins, seriously how long has it been that you’ve seen Spaghetti as a side dish? They also have one hell of a Cosmo.
Not that I drink Cosmos.
It’s one of those dark wood paneled rooms that you’d meet your romantic rival in just to splash your bourbon n branch in their face. Half way through my steak I had to hit the head. As I stood at the urinal I started to focus on the framed prints in front of my nose. This is what I started to focus on:
Wow! They appeared to be some sort of record book of really bad things.
Really bad things.
So, I whipped out my trusty iPhone to share some of the records with you. I’m a giver, and apparently so was Young Ruh. Although, I’ve got a “friend” who has Kathy Curnabelle beat. Hands down.