A few months ago I enjoyed a nice lunch in Federal Way.  I was dining "Hans" style (solo), which I find enjoyable at times - seeing as how most people get on my nerves.  There are only a couple of people I can tolerate for the entire length of a meal, and none were available on this specific day.

Sitting in the booth next to me was an ordinary-looking older lady who seemed to have the same demeanor I was exuding at that moment- one of certain nonchalance.  We didn't care that we were sitting alone, we were just happy no one was bothering us.  I liked her for this.

After overhearing her conversation with the bartender, in which she instructed him how to make a Bloody Mary to her specific liking, I grew more interested. 

"I'm a bartender," she said as she looked up and noticed me staring, "at the Milton Wok."  

Well hot damn! I simply HAD to go check it out. This lady just might've been my very own personal doppelganger.

Drink One: Porn Star (bartender's choice) - My very own personal doppelganger was unfortunately not working on the day I visited the Milton Wok.  Ducking quickly out of the VFW-packed lounge area, I opted to retreat into the dining room and set up shop in a private booth.  I was surprised the bartender on duty hadn't asked to see my AARP card and upper-arm Eagle/American flag tattoo before allowing me entry into said lounge.  The place was packed with old farts. I asked my server, Jessica, what was in the Porn Star she recommended, and she had no idea.  "All I know is I like it," she stated. 

Drink Two: Whiskey and Water (most popular drink within last hour) - With all those old farts up in the lounge, what was I expecting? As I choked down the strongest well whiskey and tap water I've ever had, I texted Bandito Betty to ask her, "What's in a porn star?" 

"Probably a (blank) or a penis," was her answer. 

Smartass.

Third Drink (My choice): Tsingtao Beer - Finally a reprieve - with no thanks to Bandito Betty, the old farts in the lounge or my server Jessica.  With this kind of shit happening to me, no wonder I don't like most people. 

Yet somehow three drinks make it all much more tolerable.

Milton Wok

2800 Milton Way, Milton
253.952.2888