I’m surprised they even let me through the door.
The Cashew was swarming with beautiful people on both occasions I’ve been inside the tavern at 20th and Grand in recent weeks.
The typical patron of The Cashew isn’t necessarily part of the "in-crowd." He or she is above such petty distinctions. Rather, the youthful drinker is likely to be flush with success and giddy with the promise of even greater things to come.
Where’s my tweed jacket?