A place called Schnack just opened near our apartment. Our waiter told us "Schnack" means "comfort food" in German. The neighborhood was sorely lacking in a place like this, ie a simple breakfast/lunch joint, so I herald it's arrival. They even have tofu items on the menu which is awesome. The restaurant has a blog too. Nice avocado.

Last night we heard our friend Michael dj at this place called Sugar. I exchanged a few terse words with some bohunk while waiting for the bathroom:

(Scene: I'm hovering around the bathroom door, trying to figure out whose actually in line and whose just hanging around, when this guy suddenly appears with his beer sloshing around in his glass.)

Drunk bohunk: "Don't cut me! No cuts! I'm waitin' in line!"

Me (icy stare): "I'm not cutting you."

Drunk bohunk: "One at a time in there!"

Me (icy stare): "Gladly."

He mumbled something and continued to slosh his bear around and talk to people who were across the room. "One at a time?" What the hell? I hate going to super-trendy bars like that; lots of high-heels, spaghetti-straps, and idiots.