The evening started at a wondrous, Scottish bar. Albeit, one with a rather unfortunate name but one which also sells a proper Bavarian Bier, as some members bravely discovered. Those who partook in the U.K. based beers were somewhat chastised by the German president, who easily outdrank all that came. The member who partook in ‘Bud Light’, due to calorie counting, was immediately yellow short listed by said President for putting  CASACC in disrepute. An explanation, could be due to their attention having been drawn towards a young, plump breast, which did its best to slide out of its halter top several times. Yet Brad’s reasoning centered around calories.

 

(Sorry all – my mind started to wonder…had to take a 10-minute break here as I couldn’t get my mind off of what the halter top contained).

 

As the previously described waitress asked if anyone else would like a cheaper Bier instead of Koenig Ludwig , her attention drifted to Brad. The president asked if she did this, because he was the only member donning a T-Shirt. In hind sight, perhaps Brad should have stuck with Bud Light as this certainly would have saved all Gentlemen from hearing about his ‘snip’ experience. It should also be noted that he was able to equate deci-liters to a liter but not milli-liters to a liter.  It was only at this time, that he switched back to Bud Light. On the flipside, Matt B. dared a 10.x% (desert-style) beer after his Koenig or two. Rest of the ‘Dingle House’ discussions, before taking the swift drive to Haveli, were in regards to (a mixture of) sheep and lesbians.

 

Haveli immediately impressed with its atypical, Indian-contemporary look. It must be noted that the staff easily outnumbered the patrons at 18:15 hours. Not always a great sign - but they are still rather new.  We were graciously greeted with a tasty, free appetizer “Paneer Chole Tikki”, which contained mint, chick peas, cottage cheese and cilantro. JJ however, knew that he did not like the app before even trying (is this a food club??) but does like playing airplane. “The Business” was taken care of rather swiftly, nonetheless impactful.  The quorum was act to vote to “cull” (some may have understood call) Jonathan Levi from the club. Numerous reasons surfaced for this vote. Namely, 1. He declined his last yellow; 2. When told he’d arrived late to the last club session, he commented “so?”; 3. He invited his brother to a meeting (only the acting president may bring a guest); 4. He has not volunteered to be president; 5. Last but certainly not least, he wore matching sweaters with his brother to a meeting.  For the record, Leom obstained from voting and Brad voted for a second victim of the night. That brings us to Eric Eslinger. Eric’s fourth consecutive miss was highlighted by a mushy letter he wrote to the president. (Something about, “sackcloth, and gnashing of teeth”). It should be noted that he missed the meeting due his hope in winning money in his golf league. He offered to carry the flag in September, if he shall be granted immunity from a vote. After a brief discussion,  all agreed that he can remain in the club if he provided 25% of his earnings or his golf clubs (whichever is highest) to CASACC (Cincy chapter).
Discussion of the hungry bunch, soon drifted to Leom’s beautiful wedding – which also left some a bit hungry and some uninvited (JJ). Leom continued to head the conversation, reminiscing about stealing tickets to Brew Ha Ha (Sawyer Point) and having put random oats in a friend’s car back in the day, along with fecal matter. On the subject…he asserted ‘where is the food’. The food delivery was indeed slow. Conversation, whilst waiting to eat ourselves, shifted towards  the special Indian night, where chef Mike delighted the attendees with Lamb Masala and other, more authentic Indian cuisine than (most of) our western pallets are accustomed to. The quantity was great - food couldn’t be finished – and Mike delivered many free goodies.

 

Once we received our food, comments quickly enveloped. The naan bread was decent but not crispy enough. Duane mentioned the soup having had a bad mix / consistency and spice level. Mark ordered a mystery spice level and commented on the rim looking spicy. (Some say that wasn’t his only comment regarding a hot ring that night). At bill time, the earlier ten percenter showed further effects on Butler, as he yawned away. Of course, some complained again regarding the (lack of) speed of the service to get our bill. This may have influenced Matt’s fatigue.   He was not alone however, as our Brit also showed signs of americanizing rapidly, as he questioned where the bill was hiding. At the end all was settled, including the tallied score. (Menninger kept it old school and utilized pen and paper in a refreshing manner, to collect the quorums’ scores. The safe confines of West Chester perhaps inspired the president’s “choice  word” to some lassies outside, as all walked out to their cars. They offered for somebody to get in their car with them and he swiftly replied; “maybe”- prompting teen-age like laughter from the ladies.

 

Summary of Highlights:

Very, clean, elegant and Indian-contemporary atmosphere

Service well behaved and professional

Appetizer was not only on the house, but also unique and tasty

Some team members learned what the word “cull” means (albeit too late for Joni)

 

Glory be to the blazer!

And as always…. Bribery is welcomed!