Today our fiction critique group was kicked out of our meeting place at El Comedor, a small Mexican restaurant. The restaurant staff was apologetic and said they didn't even know why, but someone told them to close immediately and get everyone out. It wasn't a fire or any obvious emergency--no gunshots, screams, fire engine sirens, nothing like that. We never found out the problem, but the six of us moved down the street to a coffee house.
It's nice little hole in the wall. I hope there's nothing serious going on.
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
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I love little hole in the walls. The ones with a lot of traffic are generally safe as people would not frequent them if they were dirty and had lousy service. Have fun with your critiques.
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