Part 1 ... arrival
Me drive in snow to get to a gig? Never.
I've got the comedy condo (apartment the club has for their comics) all to myself this week. And I haven't cooked for myself in ages! So I head to the supermarket, and then rush back to whip up this lovely meal.
Thursday at the club. We all pitch in for a stack of scratch-off lottery tickets. Slightly less than adequate luck. That's Tracy, the bartender, on the left, and on the right is Chad, the bouncer.
And my Thursday post-show snack. Even better than earlier. Decided to throw in fried strips of tortilla this time! Mmmmmm.
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