After a hard day of sailing on Lake Claire, there is nothing like kicking back at the Euclid Avenue Yacht Club and swilling down some $2 glasses of PBR. This Friday’s happy hour event was in honor of Andy, who is leaving Atlanta and moving to Ohio.

As we were leaving the office and travel arrangements were being made, Tim and I thought we would be smart and carpool to take advantage of the HOV system. Unfortunately, the HOV lane is just another devious scam perpetuated by the lazy dumbasses at Georgia DOT to excuse them from doing real work. Like building some damn roads, for example.

Despite taking an hour to travel roughly fifteen miles, we were among the first to arrive at the Yacht Club. As other revelers rolled in, we ordered beers and took full advantage of the people watching opportunity afforded by the large plate glass window (read: we enjoying the eye-candy strolling by). Good times.

After chatting with friends and colleagues for a while, I started to get hungry. As I had not eaten at the Yacht Club before, I waited to see what other people thought of the food. Eventually, Tim and recurring Propeller Skies character Tracy ordered pork burritos. I lost all respect for Tracy when she ate her burrito with a knife and fork. Both of them enjoyed the burritos. However, I decided to take a chance and order a cheap burger. The burger turned out to be somewhat tasty. Certainly far better than McDonalds® but nowhere near the same level as The Vortex or Hand in Hand.

The Yacht Club has a great atmosphere, decent food, and, most importantly, plenty of cheap beer. I highly recommend it.