Woodberry Kitchen is apparently one of Baltimore's most prized establishments. Unfortunately for all involved, we are here merely to drink cocktails and eat ice cream. This plan would not be so bad if it were not 11:00am on a Saturday morning, and everyone we encounter is looking at us like we are some combination of "hungover" and "a mess" (in truth, Bloody Mary is, in fact, mildly hungover).
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Being a newbie to these Best Thing I Ever Ate proceedings, she is not yet aware that the one thing you can never have when ordering ludicrous combinations of dishes at absurd times is shame.
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|And With an Identical Glass Filled with Booze|
"You dropped your napkin," Bloody Mary informs her with disdain. Vodka, slightly wobbly from her hot toddy and sugar high, stoops down to retrieve it, certain in the fact that this is just the kind of thing that happens when you have cocktails and ice cream at 11am.
And naturally, she has no shame about it at all.
Woodberry Kitchen's CMP: 4 stars