When in Rome … ya gotta just drink like the the Romans do!
Or at least when you are in Palm Springs… and you hit the drink spot of the town Tropicale!
The place where straight gals go to cry to their gay guy pals about the men who did them wrong….
“Oh well we were dating and it all was going well… until!”
That’s what was going on at the end of the bar…. and I didn’t hear the plot!
But my Blood Orange Martini was oh so good… I really didn’t want to hear the plot!
A must if you are ever in Palm Springs!