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I can smell what the Scorpion King cafeteria is cooking, and it smells like corned beef and colcannon. I guess this is what you get when your Dining Services director is named Patrick and is (I think) actually from Ireland to boot.
Sort of related, when I handed the cafe guy my travel mug the other day, he peered into it and asked, "So what would you like in this? Guinness?" Well, well. If he can get that out of an espresso machine, I'm very impressed. Bartender in barista's clothing? (Then he offered me Guinness and cider and I was like, "I've totally got to go to BevMo tonight.")
Sort of related, when I handed the cafe guy my travel mug the other day, he peered into it and asked, "So what would you like in this? Guinness?" Well, well. If he can get that out of an espresso machine, I'm very impressed. Bartender in barista's clothing? (Then he offered me Guinness and cider and I was like, "I've totally got to go to BevMo tonight.")
