Sometimes, three mojotios are a good idea

I have decided i would try "drunk" blogging. I have just spent the last three hours feeding myself mojitos at a local Philly Cuban watering hole. And frankly, it was lovely. I had gone to Alma de Cuba over on Walnut, for a night cap...one mojito. well....as I was sitting there, one turned into three. I would like to say I am justified in drinking these three since I was chatting on my cell phone with a friend and the easiest sign to the bartender was "one more round, please". But truly, three mojitos is about two too many. But, the warmth of the restaurant got the best of me and I found myself embracing the Cuban-like "weather" inside and yearning for the stability that affords one the ability to drink swanky drinks in swanky lounges on a regular basis.