Last night at opening weekend for Kush in Dallas, the service was quite awful, but naturally that was only because they were so busy. So we let that slide. But it was so cold to smoke outside! And the tables were really tiny. And fragile. Because my friend bumped the table and off flew a coal onto the ground, almost burning one of my other friends. It was no bueno. Fortunately nothing bad happened, but it was a tad awkward to have everyone around stare at what happened.