sit-down for dinner

Being urban adventurers, we decided to try out a new restaurant. The outside looked interesting. The facade was some sort of peculiar, yet creative, mesh of a castle and an irish pub. The inside was just as the facade represented - kind of castle-like and kind of odd. In this case, you could judge a book by its cover.

The host showed us to a table in the middle of the entry. We were at the table, so naturally, we went to sit down. The unnatural part is that neither of us were able to pull the chair out to sit down. I was very confused, but very determined to be smarter than the chair. This was not the little Parisian bistro table that you pull out to sit down. It was a big, wooden table with equally big, wooden chairs. When you pulled out the chair, it either got entangled with the table leg or hit the other people seated at the next table over. In order to sit, you had to perform the dukes of hazard slide through the window maneuver. It was the weirdest thing. At that very moment, I came up with a new rule. If you can't sit down at the table, you probably shouldn't eat there. An odd rule for an odd place.

Shortly after that, we ended up at another place, Red Star and sat in a booth. The food was decent and the beers were large.