Have you been to Pasta House yet? Word on the street is you can eat right where the drunk tanks used to be. I was a little nervous ordering food at a place that has probably seen more vomit per square foot than a sorority’s bathroom. Rest assured though, it’s quite tasty. I enjoy the nam, too. These guys don’t mess around with guessing games like Super Cucas, Freebirds! and Deja vi. Maybe someday it will evolve, and we’ll call it… I don’t know, Pending Sobriety: Or Death Cup. Or something with ‘licious’ at the end.

Tomorrow’s Forecast: It’s way easier to be trendy and pretentious with obscure, cryptic names. You make me proud, Pasta House.