Went out to greet the Veuve Cliquot airstream that's driving through town and dispensing all kinds of Champagne. It's a label I think I like a little too much.
After that and some shared plates -- lamb kebabs, a rib-eye burger, house-made chips, shrimp with undercooked green beans and pork belly -- went to one of those handcrafted cocktail bars. Turns out I know the owner, who remembered me before I remembered him. Made me a couple of fine gin cocktails. And I don't want to go to work tomorrow.