A much anticipated pre-rugby event is Super Parmi Night. Now what does super parmi night consist of? well, we all go to Cascade Brewery, order food, and enjoy. it just so happens that we're required to order Super Beef Scnitzel with Parmi toppings. sounds delicious, but the problem comes in with the super part. super here works in the same sense as super-sized. the parmis were absolutely enormous. i was very lucky and got a moderate sized one. it was only a little bit larger than what you would get at a restaurant, so much bigger than pepperz. most other people had these dinner plate sized parmis with toppings burrying them, in short, much larger than mine. i was able to get through mine with only the last few bites. Bruce was sitting right next to me and had one nearly twice the size of mine. i literally thought me was going to spew at the table, but he didn't, something to be proud of. Kurt and Aaron should be less proud, as they did not finish. Neither did Dylan or Schmidty, but lifer's don't have to. Also most people (nondrivers) had a drink with dinner, and some people truly struggled during that part.
Thus ends the first half of the night. the second half was going out. we got back to fisher, and sam clark and the swedens and lisa begged ira, julio, and myself to come out to tele with them. before leaving ira and i each had a bottle of two month expired Chang, yum. Swedens is plural back there because Kim's friend Theresa has been visiting for the week, she is mostly referred to as Sweden 2.0. Tele was fun, and Brady (our unofficial rugby coach) was one of the bartenders. We hung out, played a few games of pool where Ira and I beat Sam and Theresa twice, we're awesome. It was a good time, and all the St. Pats people showed up too, the girls got there a little after we did and the guys came later from Dr. Syntax where they watched Footy. We got Theresa to ask Dylan about the game (Geelong lost to Collingwood). He was not happy. We were able to snag a kind of VIP/couch area for the fisher people, and we hung out there for a while. At around 1:15 we left and headed to O-bar. O-bar sucked so Sam Clark and I walked back to Fisher. End of night
Dinner Tonight: Chicken Pami
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