Birds of Prey

It was an evening rife with mischief when five Lady Owls and one Lady Eagle descended on a smorgasbord of good eats in the South End and inspired a little scene. We were already dining within the roped-off sidewalk scene at Sibling Rivalry, but created a sidebar scene worthy of Animal Planet. Swooping in like vultures on a carcass, we gobbled up those appetizers and washed them down with Grey Goose before you could say Tuna Tar Tar. Napkins were tossed in the air, people hid behind ficus trees, we were about two loud laughter eruptions from ejection. Behavior unbecoming an owl? Yes. A hoot? Always.