Francesca – Monday Feels Like Friday

I’ve been working a lot lately.  But it’s always good to schedule some time with friends you haven’t seen in a while.

I pack up my laptop and head out on Monday and go to Cavanaugh’s in Rittenhouse. The Monday special is half off all cheese steaks. That’s with fries or tater tots. It’s a great deal. I always sit in the back at my favorite table because it’s quiet and I can work on my computer or write this blog.

Karina took Ann Marie’s place on Mondays. I love Ann Marie and miss seeing her sweet face. (See: Ann Marie – 2015 to Present – Rose Among Thorns) I thought things wouldn’t be the same after Ann Marie left. But it’s been quite the contrary. Karina does everything that Ann Marie did to ensure the level of hospitality I so love…and more! Normally the person you love that works at a bar or restaurant leaves and it’s just never the same. But Karina nails it every time.

Says my name when I come as she greets me. Immediately brings me a glass of ice water to my table. Knows the exact way I order my cheese steak without me even having to tell her. Brings my glass of diet coke out when the food comes out. Checks on me regularly but not too much. Just the right amount of attention I need. After lunch she asks me if I will be having my usual cocktail later. At 3pm she brings a Manhattan to me neat with a cherry. I don’t want the cherry so she stopped doing it. She also brings me a side of ice. Perfect.

I sip that one drink for an hour. I’m happily typing away and around 4pm the lovely Karina returns and asks if I’d like another. I do, and she makes another one. Ann Marie would do this same ritual, but the drink she made was spirit forward but not a Manhattan that I know of.

Oh, and Ann Marie always charged me full price for everything. The drinks were always eight bucks a piece. Karina on the other hand only charges me $5! She makes a perfect Manhattan with Bulliet Bourbon. So although I do miss cute Ann Marie, times truly are better now on Mondays than ever before.

Around 4:30pm in rolls my dear friend Francesca. I haven’t seen her in over eight months. She’s 5′ 9″ Brunette, Boobs paid for by her dad, and legs for days. She loves everything pizza, and loves to drink wine. She’s attractive so she’s great to take to events and she can handle her cocktails so she’ll never embarrass you. I’m surprised I’ve never written about her before this but it just hasn’t happened. (Maybe we were having too much fun!)

I met Francesca back in 2014 through my friend Alice. (See: Alice – 2012 to Present – The Cute Recruiter) I was invited to lunch by Alice and she said her friend would be joining us. I immediately took a shine to Francesca during that lunch. She said she Francesca formerly worked at the same recruitment firm. Francesca now worked for the liquor company Jacquins at the time, and I worked at the wine publication, so we had a lot in common. I told her we should meet up and she could go through my account list to help her find some good bar clients to whom she could sell her products.

She’s dressed appropriately for a woman I haven’t seen in eight months. She looks beautiful and is wearing a barely there little black outfit. It’s just a light top and what appears to me little shorts. I’m suddenly happy it’s such a hot day. Francesca has gorgeous long legs and this may be the most I’ve ever seen of them.

We head over to Square 1682 at 17th and Sansom. We sit at the bar and she has a cosmo and I switch over to chardonnay with a side of ice. Roman the bartender is there and as always, he’s on point.

Francesca says she’s no longer with her boyfriend. There was a guy before him who we all thought was gay, but she swears no. Then there was this guy and now he’s gone too. Apparently he had anger issues. He never hit her, he would just get really angry about things all the time. Too angry for whatever was happening. I know Francesca is a chill chick, so this dude had a problem. She also goes on to say that he was jealous. Even of my texts to her. Which is ridiculous because I usually just send her crazy pizza pics because she loves pizza.

She had worked for a payroll company and recently she and a few of her coworkers were laid off. Good news is, they’re paying her a few months of severance. She’s been interviewing with a medical supply company. I think she’d be great at that. All those medical reps are usually hot girls. Maybe she’ll meet a doctor!

It was great seeing my lovely friend, I think in a week or so we’re going to meet up again and rip into some brick oven pizza!

 

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