That One Night in Olde City

Published by on April 9, 2011

Last Friday, Nikki and I met up with one of her friends in Olde City for dinner. We started the evening in a cool restaurant and ended it in the tattoo parlor…

Hm, yes… Danielle makes it all so succinct, leaving out the brazenly inappropriate girl talk (which I suppose can be assumed) and the disturbingly disproportionate number of hipster’s all about.  Then there is the begging of the question: “tattoo parlor?”  Sadly, there was no ink procured that night. Though I still desperately want a little something new (maybe a tribal “prowess”) I will hold off until back in Ann Arbor this summer–but my mind is a flurry with thoughts (and isn’t that what art is supposed to do, after all, get you thinking?).

Yes, I left out the girl talk (along with the photo evidence of such talk). I hope they enjoy the images of the food instead. :-D

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DanielleJ, Mischief Her impish behavior tends to extend beyond Philadelphia as she travels up and down I-95 to capture the world visually. (All of her adventure comments are posted in pink.) Nikki, Mayhem Fueled by coffee and the occasional martini, she firmly stands behind the notion that everyday is an adventure. (P.S. She's also the reason for all the alliteration.)