Yep, it happened. We trekked to the depths of Brooklyn for all-you-can-eat mussels. 3 plates later and I was dooonnne. I salute the boys for going further. The only annoying part of the whole trip was that the waitress took 35minutes to give us our check. Which then meant I didn't get on the A-train until midnight. Why is that a problem you ask? Well, to those unaccustomed to New York living, if you live uptown and you catch the A train after midnight it runs local - it basically means it takes you twice as long to get home. Moral of the story - don't screw with my A train journey.
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