It all started with an empty parking lot in Oakland. We descended on Yoshi's like a pack of wolves onto flowers.
Pleasantries were checked at the door as a grueling night of consumption and auditory terror began.
Our evil captors forced us early and often to display signs of happiness despite the cruel torture they inflicted.
Germaine hides her deepest fears with a nervous smile.
Jessica hopes the menu will bring relief to the situation...
...as Scotty yells for help.
Beautiful lights? Or sharp drill-like objects that can descend at any moment? As each minute passes by we wonder.
It's barely past the appetizer and Minna and Todd already are clinging to Joey for support throughout the ordeal. And then... Joey smriks.
Kodiak smirks.
Joey smirks again.
Kodiak signals.
Germaine responds.
Joey responds.
Kodiak makes a suggestion.
Joey agrees.
Mamei speaks another language.
Germaine disagrees.
We all agree. (with Germaine)
We drink to wash away the pain.
The Blood-Hound Martini
As the night winds down we huddle close to survive until the end.
We survived. The night is over. We live to tell the tale about the time Yoshi's almost ended it all.