Drop Off Service and Old Speckled Hen

Went to Drop Off Service with my cousins after my aunt’s funeral. And yes, I know what you’re thinking… going to a bar after a funeral? But knowing my aunt, it’s what she would have wanted. She was always wanting us cousins to get to know each other better and hang out more. So we all (those of us under 30, anyway) headed out and had a splendid time (the humor of the evening coming at my expense). Tried: a delicious girl-friendly beer, Old Speckled Hen, some girly cocktails, and a not-so-tasty-stomach-curdling shot of something I can’t recall. That last one resulted in an lovely upchucking episode (par moi) and us being essentially kicked out of the bar.