Animal art show.
All your favorite animals will be represented.
When a friend reads the description of the art show she’s going to and it includes “all your favorite animals will be represented” and “you enter through the Chinese restaurant,” you go. No question.
When it’s already 9pm and you haven’t eaten dinner, you still wait in line to get into Big Star before waiting inside to finally get a table. And then you drink too many whiskey drinks and then you eat too many pork belly and fish tacos. But it doesn’t matter when it’s all so delicious. No question.
When it’s midnight and you’re tired you still go to the hipster dance bar and you order a blueberry beer because they have it on tap. OK, you probably shouldn’t do that part. But whatever. And then you dance with cute doctors. No question.
When you’re in a cab at 1:30 in the morning and arguing whether the guy in a hot dog costume on the corner is selling hot dogs or tacos, the answer is hot dogs. Although he probably is selling tacos too. No question.