Nearly two weeks ago, I ventured into an area that is usually left untouched by our dirty drunkard BarFly fingers - The Pearl District. With all its modern fancification, we headed to SoLo for some afternoon delights. Certain expectations were met, you know, super shiny and hip interior design, the expected clientelle, brushed metal, hard to read signs...but the staff was really fucking cool and Nicole and I got a kick out of the folk hanging out.

So here you are, write shit about SoLo.