Adrienne got to go to her first bar. Okay, it's actually more a restaurant-pubby thing. Kind of. But there sure was a lot of beer there. It all happened when we went to San Diego to watch American football (aka the Super Bowl) with the Pooles, who are Brits and love a good fish and chips, bangers and mash and a pint.
For the record, Adrienne stuck with the breast milk.
We had to get a picture of the baby in front of ye old sign, established in...oh, 1990.
Here are Mr. and Mrs. Poole (aka Mark's parents). They fit in perfectly because they're totally British.
Two pints and a pint-sized girl.
And the mother of the year award goes to...
See, there was actually food there--and authentic HP Sauce. Yum!
Adrienne did keep an eye on the shiny taps...
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I have to say that i was practically raised in a bar and I turned out just fine. ;)
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