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Six Arms for dinner

We had dinner with three Prestons—Brooke, Gabe, and Jesse—at Six Arms and I had a hamburger and french fries and a Hammerhead.  Matt spilled his Hammerhead all over my knees and the waitress brought him a new one, which I thought was very kind. I like Six Arms except I can’t really hear much; you’ve got to read lips at Six Arms.