The Hat.

My good friend Dave and I get together biweekly for dinner and drinks. The beginning of our blossoming relationship was classic Miss Sarah. It got started in a summer (when I don't work). He was in between jobs. We were both available all the time when everybody else was 9-5. Glorious!

That was years ago. Since then this talented graphic designer and I have been on many adventures. It certainly makes things even more fun since he and Don are also friends (that's how Dave and I originally met). I'm sure you've all experienced the phenomena of old friends moving, getting different jobs, getting busier... it takes effort to keep a good friendship alive. That's why we have our biweekly thing set up. It's something I really look forward to, and tonight was no exception.

Dave biked over and then we biked up the street to the station (yes, we're lazy). Don was done work early enough to join us too.

Here we are locking up before catching the train. I'm not sure exactly what his rig is, but Dave has a super light bike and this great clip-on and off pannier. I also say it's great because I made him take a carton of orange juice in it later in the evening.




Don hasn't ridden the Batavus all winter. His tires were pretty flat and we had a few minutes. His favouriet has this attached bike pump. Handy!




Me.




Entering the proof of payment area.




I am a good citizen.




On the phone with my mom during the train ride, getting my baby Dexter update.




Dave suggested we go to the Hat, the place for a big burger.




When the food arrived Don rejected his cole slaw (the man doesn't like slaw). There was an explanation about how he used to think it was the cabbage but later he realized it was the too-creamy dressing which was the object of his dislike.

Being the Trek nerd that he is, Don started quoting from a Start Trek TNG episode where chief O'Brian is telling Keiko about potatoes or cabbage... it had something to do with wanting to introduce her to the food of his childhood. It's the episode where the federation and Cardasians are navigating an uneasy peace treaty. Anyway, Dave and Don start singing some folk song from the episode and I would have felt left out had I not a full understanding of how incredibly dork-riffic they were being.

Upon my protests that Don was clearly taking over quality Sarah and Dave time, my good friend pointed out to me that I merely needed to learn the words to be part of the club. Thanks, Dave.



I love the tin roof at that place.




And the bar is nice too.




We missed a train so walked up a block to the grocery place to get random provisions. Here is Jasper ave on a Tuesday night.




I think taking pictures at grocery stores is my new favourite thing.












This is one of the reusable bags I always keep in my purse. It folds into itself and forms a strawberry! My sister brought it back from Hong Kong as a gift.




After we got home we kicked off our shoes and watched that episode of Star Trek the boys were referencing during dinner. Admittedly, everything seems much funnier now that I have the context.




Simple things like getting burgers and watching some TV may sound mundane and boring, but it's the stuff of good friends, and I love it.