Tonight, I will go to OTTO. As some of you may know, I have been somewhat of a regular there since the blizzard back in February, partially because I love the food and wine, partially because of the proximity to my apartment, but mostly, because I was dating one of the bartenders.
He no longer works there.
And what does this mean? This means that I can go there anytime, without having to watch him constantly flirt with and hit on other women; without having to beat myself up if he invites himself over for the night when he gets off work and I allow him to come over, even though we are officially “just friends.” It’s all good. Plus, at this point, I know many of the staff there, so every visit is extremely pleasant — people saying hello, etc. Even one of my neighbors works there!
It’s a great bar — see you there!
