Tonight I hung out at the Saucer, pregaming for the Peabody rooftop party. But then my friend Frank came in and I ordered another beer. Then my friend Lee came in and I ordered another beer. Then I tabbed out and got ready to go, and John Bragg from Circa Foursquared that his sliders and Coke Cake had gone on the menu. I decided to pass on a night of tube top hunting and eat instead.
The Coke Cake was truly Mount St. Cake. I’m now stuffed, have a food hangover and am about to get the best sleep I’ve had in weeks. As I ate the cake, I thought, “The Nuh-Uh Girl is my neighbor, maybe I should take half of my cake home and leave it as a surprise on her doorstep.” Then I reconsidered and ate the rest of the cake myself.