I write this with homemade maple jalapeno cornbread in my mouth, gifted to me by the bar staff at my local pub this evening. This is simultaneously the best and most unexpected thing I’ve ever brought home from a bar, my significant other excepted.
This got me thinking: what is the weirdest thing you’ve brought home from the bar, Lemmy?
Cactus, cloth hanger, and a salt mill. Three different bars, same night. Another night my friend got home with a light bulb…