Last night, I went to see The Time Traveler's Wife.
Yeah. I admit it. And it was pretty much as bad as you'd expect. But I read the book, so I just had to see it, you know?
Fortunately, we caught the Eric-Bana-is-sometimes-really-hot-and-sometimes-sorta-eh show just around the corner from Rush Street, so we grabbed a cocktail on the upstairs patio post-film. So much to discuss: how much we love Rachel McAdams, how little chemistry she has with Eric Bana, the weird, creepy special effect of him fading away during each time traveling episode. Really. A simple "poof" would have sufficed.
Before I go into the above cocktail, though, I feel like I need to mention that the popcorn seasoning situation at the Pacific Theater in Culver City is primo. R. sprinkled her kernels with garlic and parmeasan and I tasted it. And it was pretty damn awesome. I, of course, stuck to a Slurpy. You know how I love those.
Anyway, she ordered well at Rush Street too, choosing the above Pear Flower cocktail with Grey Goose La Poire Vodka, St. Germain, Fresh Lemon & Lime Juice and a Splash of Grapefruit. So so so good. You know how pear jelly beans are awesome? Yeah. It's like that.
I knew Rush Street had the best tater tots EVER, but this whole pear cocktail sitch was a new revelation. If only I could travel back in time and drink more of them. Maybe Eric Bana can teach me?
xo – N.