Happy Hour in the Flight Path

On Wednesday night, I headed out for drinks to celebrate the retirement of two fellow English teachers on Wednesday...to be fair, I was celebrating the two new job openings as much as I was celebrating the illustrious careers of my coworkers. In any event, glasses were raised at the super cool El Camino in Little Italy. The fact that the tequila shots come in little, tiny glass cowboy boots more than made up for the fact that conversation had to stop every time a plane came in for a landing at Lindbergh Field.