Thursday, July 12, 2007

Because Bike Rider = Wine Enthusiast? Regional Expert? Drunkard?

There I was, locking up my bike on Milwaukee Avenue for a visit to the Brown Elephant store.

A gentleman stops and asks me if I knew a store in the area that sold wine.

I apologized, telling him I wasn't familiar with the area and just wasn't familiar with stores in the area (aside from the Brown Elephant).

"Oh," he replied, laughing a bit, "I saw a guy on a bike and figured I'd ask!"