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Last weekend, Greg and I ventured out Saturday evening with a group of friends to Sip Happens. If you haven’t been there yet, you’re missing out. You can get wine, of course, but there’s also beer, cocktails, mocktails, bourbon flights and more! The atmosphere is warm and cozy, not too loud, and perfect for a date night or a night with friends when you want to talk to each other without a lot of unnecessary background noise which, when you’re old-ish, is an important detail to Simmons own Sip Happens. Even though it’s Diane’s baby, Bob is there every night they are open to help Diane pour wine, mix cocktails, (try the smoked old-fashioned, it’s super cool!) and strike up conversations with the patrons. Last Saturday, Bob came over to our table to pour a beer into a frosty mug for Greg. While waiting for his fresh, frosty, chilled beer, Greg started giving Bob kudos for his article last week where he described running in the frigid temperatures. Bob took advantage of the situation to describe the run in more detail, claiming that his favorite running weather is freezing cold and pouring rain. He went on to not so subtly inform me that I should rename my article because he never sees me out running anymore. I couldn’t decide if this was a dressing down or a challenge.