Susan’s plane arrived right on time – 2:16 P M – and from Logan Susan publicly transported her way to the West Concord T stop, which is but feet from Concord Park. Maybe thirty seconds into her visit, Flo assaulted her with complaints about “The Hole. “ The glop they serve, the atrocious bingo, the lack of a bathtub (“I can’t live another month without a tub.â€) and the people. However, she did say she liked the coffee. And we thought Flo was a CP convert.
Sadly, our plans to scurry to La Cantina for cheese quesadillas and, most importantly, margaritas with rocks and salt (they make the best) were scuttled. The town suspended the Cantina’s liquor license. We settled for near undrinkable margaritas (too sweet) at Scupper Jacks.
tipsy
If they lost their licquor license it could be because they use too much for one drink! At least for this gal. Welcome Susan. I rather enjoy Sierra’s margueritas. Perhaps that could appease you while you are here.
sudburian
And Acapulco’s various varieties please as well………… Welcome to these parts again!
smiling
And I offered to pick you up at Logan! Mike said he wanted to do it himself, so’s he could could enjoy his traditional debrief with you!
Flo’s just pretending. She loves it at CP. You can tell by the way she interacts with her friends on concert days…
tipped off
Yeah, she knows everybody here’s on to her and doesn’t buy the woe-of-life-in-a-hole, but hopes maybe Susan is still open to the rant, not yet clued in to Flo’s otherwise adapted self. Why try, is the question, though……….