I really like what they did with this place. Considering I didn’t care for 7th Haven, it wouldn’t have taken much. I think that was more my problem though than 7th Haven’s. One time my boyfriend and I decided to walk to Fred’s for lunch and on the way, we stopped in 7th Haven to one drink. Next thing we know, it’s 6:30 and time to put one foot on the floor and go to bed. Like I said, probably my fault.
That said, my drink at G.S. was amazing (Pimm’s Cup) but my boyfriend’s was tres terriblé. That was his fault though. It’s a aspect of our relationship. I always pick really well and he always picks really poorly. It’s so baffling to watch, he will pick the absolute worst thing on every menu. Every time. I never understand it.
I pick awesome. Always.
Good call, I say ‘fuck Patron’ as well. That shit has never done anything good for me.