The Bumbershoot VIP Hospitality Lounge has many
things—spaghetti in paper boxes, salad with many blueberries and one fig, Pop Chips,
damp granola, Pop Chips. Drinks are a dollar off, and perhaps this is why
Pedestretarian contributor Sierra Nelson and I found so very many of them
abandoned on the balcony overlooking the “Tune In” stage, where Gary Numan was
playing. I was very drunk; I think Sierra was only slightly drunk. We decided
to sample this mysterious bounty. None of the drinks were missing more than a
sip. They were in plastic cups covered in condensation, and were pale in a way
that suggested they had once contained ice. We each tried a pink thing with a
lime floating in it, then spent what was probably a long time figuring out what
it was. Because of the music (which sounded fantastic, even from the height of
the balcony) the conversation was mostly shouts of “It’s citrusy!” and “Do
limes carry Hepatitis?” It was Sierra who identified the drink as some variety
of gin and juice, causing me to call her a “palate sleuth.” I drank a small
amount of a cocktail that looked like a Coke-based something, but was actually
not carbonated and very sour. I spit it out and yelled “I’m drinking tobacco
juice!” and then “I love this song!” because I was actually watching Gary Numan
play “Down In the Park” and that is awesome.
If you find food on the street, send location and description to sgalvin1000@gmail.com
If you find food on the street, send location and description to sgalvin1000@gmail.com
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