Clyde's Liquors
One of the great things about moving down to Mountain View is that I get to visit all my old haunts from childhood. El Camino Hospital, where I was born, is only about two miles away. The old Mountain View dump is now Shoreline Amphitheater. And the Jack-in-a-Box that I patronized while ripped out of my skull on numerous occaisons is still on the corner of Claderon and El Camino Real.
Another south peninsula icon is Clyde's Liquors, also on El Camino Real. Okay, so Clyde's wasn't as sure of a thing as Gold Liquors and Quick Stop were in my under-age drinking days, but good old Clyde still fell for the International ID card once and again. Keeping this in mind -- and for old time's sake -- I stopped in Clyde's to pick some ice and tequila earlier today.
It didn't take me long to see things had changed. Not only did I not have to produce age verification, I noticed that Clyde had grown a beard. And he had a nice sun tan. And he now wears a turban and speaks with a Middle Eastern accent.
Another south peninsula icon is Clyde's Liquors, also on El Camino Real. Okay, so Clyde's wasn't as sure of a thing as Gold Liquors and Quick Stop were in my under-age drinking days, but good old Clyde still fell for the International ID card once and again. Keeping this in mind -- and for old time's sake -- I stopped in Clyde's to pick some ice and tequila earlier today.
It didn't take me long to see things had changed. Not only did I not have to produce age verification, I noticed that Clyde had grown a beard. And he had a nice sun tan. And he now wears a turban and speaks with a Middle Eastern accent.
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