by Reinaldo Gallow on SF bay area craigslist - san francisco - personals - missed connections You were our waitress on an early Sunday morning in October and you were AWESOME!!! Dressed like a sexy cop, you were super accommodating when my party of 10 morphed into a party of 15, you threatened to arrest me (the birthday girl) if I wasn't slurring by the end of the meal, and you truly gave us all the mimosas we could drink. I would really love to know your name...so I can tell the management over at Lime what a superstar you are!!! Wait time: None - we made reservations 2 weeks in advance since we had a large group; we were told to get there when when the doors opened at 10am Food: I shared a dutch baby (really meh), plain jane scramble (yum) and chocolate banana pancakes (a-okay) but was too busy drinking, chatting and dancing to take more than 2 bites of either...that explains the hangover Fun: I had the best time! Love the decor, love the music, love being able to wear my sequined LBD at 10am in the morning!!! It's the absolute ultimate!
by Marc M. on I wrote this for you, you with the vascectomy and glare that looks through me. You with the jackpot and the red dress. Do you remember that sticker stuck on the left cleft of your insistent cleveage? It was me. You don't understand this. I don't understand Prana. A vodka-something thrown to my convenience, then another. A gorgeous couple said something to their Richard-Linklater-love, I'm envious. I'm not listening. Another pokes my side-profile, a stab at her social inadequecy. We danced to a prance - the girl to my left insists I decline these advances. Unintentionally I oblige. I wrote this like a European; you read it like an American.
