actually, we were going to go to this one restaurant but actually there was a bride standing guard at the door. so, we went to this mexican place..i had the number 3 combo...which was a lot of shredded meat, cheese, and iceberg. brandon had a cuban that had ham, steak, chicken, cheese and a sliced hot dog. yes, a fricking hot dog. that is banana nut crunch, peeps. oh i forgot that there was a fried egg up on that trunk.. the tex mex community really know to combine their meat by-products. is that a cuban, fidel? mirtha said it was called cuban car bomb in east l.a.... we had to take a pit stop on sharondale to battle some heartburn.
TIP OF THE DAY:
HEARTBURN HAYTTA REMEDY
take a tablespoon of baking soda with a half glass of warm water.
tastes like you just got plowed by a huge wave in the atlantic, but it breaks that shit down in your chest, STAT.
the dunedin, florida wine and music festival was cutes. lots of random drunks on the street, overflowing trash cans, a hammered leather faced woman resisting her husbands efforts to get her unstuck from the atm machine. can you fricking move so i can get some bar cabbage, pleassssse.
just like moses parted the red sea..a vision of golden locks and this one was major. i met michelle. the infamous realtor who brings her own jelly shots to the bar, sometimes says she is black via cell phone to advance her bar status. i cannot even put it in words how crazy 8's she is but i will say that a guy came up to us and asked for an extra chair at the chic filet boom boom box room and i said sure..he gave us the thumbs up sign...michelle says.....WHAT DID YOU SAY? YOU WANT TO STICK YOUR THUMB UP MY FRIENDS BUTT? oh shit. her brother is gay too and he looks like the hot backstreet boy with the black hair. google him on your iphone. i did. tasty cakes. actually, there is a pancake mix that comes in a spray can...she said it is in the thing that you know with the door..the freezing part. really? i think all gay people know each other because we all have a really hard time wearing watches on our limp wrists.
TUNA TA-DA....giving a shout out to the mercy vocational high school cookbook....snaps.
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