A story of bread and stolen butter dishes

Once upon a cold, rainy, windy Indiana night...Ginny was getting over a horrible date that she regretted from the beginning (insisted upon including by Ginny herself)...Kristen and Virginia entered the well-lit establishment of the Coventry Inn. Taking up their usual place in the lounge area of the restaurant and bar, they decided upon ordering food.

Kristen, intent on having Yorkshire Pudding, knew she would order the Pub Roast Dinner. Ginny, who took a while longer since she wasn't sure whether she wanted beer or mixed drinks (as that has a large impact on the food you order...apparently) finally decided on "fish, beer, fries, and goat cheese perogies."

After discussing the impracticality of their dining table which was far too short for proper meal consumption (but may have served Goldilocks had she not been so picky), the beautiful duo asked to be relocated to a more appropriate dining environment and were then seated at a quaint two-fer table.

Once there, they were brought even more water in addition to the two glasses and coffee that the two ladies brought over from their original spot. Immediately we knew the waiter (Zach Z-something or other) was going to be in our weddings. Adorable, funny, sharp as a tack (with really sleek glasses) the conversation was unstoppable. Add in the wit of Kristen and Virginia, and you were smack dab in the middle of a Gilmore Girls episode (complete with that Jessie guy...who we'll dub as the sexy and flirty chef).

Conversation topics varied. They started on how much the group hated western Pennsylvania (a tenant for any friendship), which soon touched on the love of knee-high socks, baseball, sexy men in beards, and an intense desire for bread.

"I couldn't help but notice the other table over there has bread but we do not. What can I say, I'm really observant." - Virginia

"Well, I was too occupied running...yes I ran...like a dog...to tell the chef MASHED POTATOES..she wants mashed potatoes, not roasted!...for your friend that I completely forgot to inquire about the whereabouts of bread." - Zach our witty waiter

Before he could finish this important statement, Virginia proceeded to throw a spoon in her excitement over the Philadelphia Phillies, causing a ruckus that even that principle from the Breakfast Club couldn't handle.

A period of serious "cheer-sing and toasting" occured after this moment....during which Virginia and Kristen celebrated their fabulousness..."I want to toast my horrible date being over." "I got a new pair of knee-socks." "My placement teacher has the possibility of being hot."

Insert a time when the gay bartender...no really, he's gay...comes to inquire about my drink he created. I asked for a Berry Martini and it tasted like I got wine with some champagne tossed in...according to the bartender, it was Blueberry vodka, pomegranate juice, and champagne...suuuuure buddy, suuuuuuure. Needless to say, I only finished it because Ginny, Zach, and the cute chef guy commented on its fullness each time they looked at my glass.

Ginny's goat cheese fetish was fulfilled once the perogies were brought to the table...but oh...what's this? Zach comes prepared with another helping of goat cheese perogies. "The chef wanted to change your opinion on goat cheese."

Almost puked. Fortunately, I had a Ginny who eats goat cheese perogies on me at the time. We were then accosted by the head chef, Jon. Who obviously came to flirt...he had nice glasses.

Zach, Ginny, and I then shared another few lovely moments bashing the bartender whom we all dispise. Once the checks were paid for, we chatted a bit more until pressured to leave by the owner...a chunky man of unusual stature in a plaid blazer which smelt of burnt chess pieces. Because he was so unimaginably rude, we grabbed the extra bread and butter (complete with butter dish) and dashed. No worries, we did pay and tipped quite generously to our new friend and compainion, Zach.

By the way, Zach, if you're reading this...we facebook stalked you already. Looking forward to having you in our wedding parties. IT'S ELECTRIC...BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOOGIE!