It was just another night at Dugan’s until a bunch of Spaten Beer Maids walked in passing out German beer hats followed by a barrel chested bearded man on the PA system announcing a beer holding contest. I’m there with Cheek and we enter. The only thing that mattered at this point was beating Cheek…. which I did. Mission accomplished.
GET ME A BEER CHEEK!!!!
Took Shewolf to Arthur’s for a steak but the real champion of the night were the gratin potatoes. They were so damn creamy that we had a second round. The steak was cooked to perfection and we left feeling very satisfied. Bring your wallet because it is spendy…. worth it.
***Bonus is that you get to pick your own steak knife.***