On New Year’s Day, we went to dinner with Jim and his parents at a place called the Indian Beerhouse (196 BaDe Road), but it’s really a dinosaur-bones-themed pub. The outside of the building is crawling with dinosaur skeletons with a giant T-rex on the roof, so you can’t really miss it when you’re driving down BaDe. The inside is filled with giant structures of dinosaur skeletons, most recognizably T-rex, Stegosaurus, and Triceratops. (I seriously know my dinos.) It’s an all-you-can-eat-and-drink place so you just order whatever that’s on the menu, and it keeps on coming. The food was delicious, and it had odd dishes like frog legs, fried crickets, rabbit, and crocodile, but I wasn’t brave enough to try any of it. The beer was pretty good, and yes, it’s all you can drink too.

There was even a live band that started around 7:30pm, and we could request songs. We tried asking for songs like the classics, Free Bird, Sweet Home Alabama, etc., thinking she wouldn’t know any recent English songs. She then told us that our songs were too old and sang Don’cha by the Pussycat Dolls instead.

I just don’t how they got the Indians and Dinosaur connection. Maybe someone got history a bit confused?