Food makes me merry. Free food makes me even more so! For the last few weeks, I've been honored by the presence of Christina, a fabulous friend ever since the gruesome days of high school. I've started to notice a particularly scrumptious phenomenon: receiving complimentary food or drink. Last week, Christina and I had brunch at Salt's Cure in West Hollywood. This was my second visit and Christina's first--so when we received a free oatmeal griddle pancake in the shape of a cow, I knew this wasn't the norm. We also looked over at the other patrons and none of them received a gratis griddle cake. Hmmm, interesting. Could it have been my extremely generous yelp review? Or was it Christina's stunning beauty? She was in view of the chef. I'll have to bring her back and see if this happens again in order to confirm my Bubble Theory (if you don't watch 30 Rock, you will not get this reference).
The free griddle cake wouldn't usually rise to the level of blog importance, but this week Christina and I visited the Roger Room on La Cienega for cocktails. As we were finishing up our 2nd round of drinks, I helped another patron named Matt to flag down the bartender. And lucky me, Matt bought us another round! I guess it pays off for being considerate to others (or it could be the food gods smiling upon me and my empty wallet). It is funny that Christina seems to be my good luck charm.
Finally, on St. Pattie's day, I joined my lovely friend Lily for some Irish breakfast and Guinness at Casey's Irish Pub in Downtown. We ended up not getting the Irish breakfast, rather just eggs and bacon, but we did enjoy the rich chocolatey goodness of a Guinness.
When the check arrived, we noticed that the waiter didn't charge for our pints. We flagged him down and like honest patrons told him of the mistake. He shrugged and told us not to worry about it. What a great way to begin the work day. Of course, the waiter asked us to come back later (eyeing Lily the entire time), which explains the free pints.
Whatever the explanation is for these delicious gifts, I am more than happy to accept (with a knife and fork).
