happy hour

This afternoon I met up with some lovely ladies for happy hour at Barbette. I set this up early in the week, and completely forgot that the Uptown Art Fair would be happening, screwing up traffic and making transportation a bit difficult for everyone. So I biked over instead of driving, and frankly I will either be biking around uptown all weekend or skipping it completely. I hate the art fairs. I am sorry. That's just how I roll.My girlfriends had to drive, however, and I felt horrible for the parking nightmares. Next week, they get to pick the location. As for the happy hour, I'm pretty easy to please with these things, but the warm olives, crusty bread and tasty fondue were a nice treat. Very french, oui?