Franklinsanity

6:30 pm, New Britain, CT:  sure, this is Connecticut and all. But not all of Connecticut is, say, Darien or Greenwich. 

Thank God. No offense, friendly CT peeps. But. 

Here, for instance, is what my mother-in-law and HHW, unsolicited, offered me for pre-dinner drinks. My sort-of joke can of IPA, literally labeled “IPA.”  And a red solo cup of Rose. 

Does that make it a rose solo cup?

You stay classy, New Britain.