Friday night, we celebrated the bachelorette party of my longest friend in the history of my life. It was done right: classy with a touch of 'what the heck?'.
Try the pesto gnocci (I can taste it now), the cheese fondue (the best cheese in the biz), the penne a la vodka, okay - well really, try everything. Because you can and because you'll be glad you did.
From there, we just bounced from bar to bar to bar and ended up on a karaoke stage, rousing up a whole room of happy people singing bum bum bum to Sweet Caroline.
My reliable sources say the bachelorette had a fantastic time and really, why wouldn't she? I was there. Joking (or am I?).