A world of bars...

I apparently live in a world of bars. I have friends here, friends that drink with me. I know I haven't gone out for drinks in at least a year thanks to being pregnant and having baby to breastfeed but c'mon, I'd like to get something good to eat in this town.
Here's what happened a few weeks ago.
My friends were meeting up for lunch on a weekday, I was still on maternity leave, and they were all taking long lunches. New bar and grill in town that they wanted to try so we decide to meet there for lunch. I'm trying to get baby ready and running late. They text saying they got a table and waiting for me.
I get there, and as I'm walking in to where I see them sitting I hear this:
"UH ma'am MA'AM... you can't take your baby into the bar"...
UMMM what bar, I'm going to the table with my friends...
"no you're walking into the bar, the dining area is full right now"
Needless to say because of me and my baby we had to wait twenty more minutes and they had to set up another table ... way to make me feel like a moron. It was a bar AND GRILL... how was I supposed to know that 90% of their seating is BAR...
and it got me thinking... and OCD researching
22/31 restaurants that I would frequent in town pre-baby are straight up bars hiding behind food. Good food too, food that I want, food that I crave.... food that I apparently can't get with a baby in tow.
So now I'm just sitting here, craving a burger, but apparently the only burgers that are worth it are at BARS... damnit
damn
damn
damn...
#itookmybabytoabar
#iwasnttrying