I’ve been invaded…

… By Polaks!

Knowing it would be a slow night tonight, Venetian Festival taking most of the normal local business, I didn’t really prepare for much. I gave “R.” the night off, I didn’t cut fruit, I didn’t even load up the ice bins.

Thats when it happened. The typically absent Polish resorters abandoned their bonfires and descended on the bar.

Thankfully, most Pols are easy to deal with … they want their Vodka Cran, their Johnny Walker Black and, of course, they want their shots with a 7-up back. No fruit for these guys and gals.