Nothing earth shattering, really. As noted below, went to SA on Friday to see los Spurs versus the Keltics. Dropped off daughter #2 and boy toy off at the zoo for a while so they could watch the monkeys. Hopefully, they didn't spend much time at the petting area. Missus and moi had a couple of drinks at Cappy's on Broadway--that's old familiar territory for us. In fact, we had our rehearsal dinner there many years ago. Afterwards, we met up with some family at Soluna, the latest creation of Jesse Cavillo who invented La Fogata way back int he 80s. I was there when it happened and watched the joint expand from an old Fina station to the mega-Mex empire that it became. Cavillo, of course, lost La Fogata due to some shaky bidness decisions, but he's done well with Soluna and the other joint he owns in far north SA, El Mirasol. Both are dee-lightful. Had remarkably quick service which was startling (La Fogata was famous for bizarre food delivery--you'd many times get your dessert empanadas before you'd finished with your caldo de pollo appetizer). And, a funny thing about any visit to Soluna is that Cavillo has always confused me with some other white guy that does commercials or something in San Antonio, so he wants to talk commercial stuff and I just sort of go along with it and b.s. my way through the conversation. Even the wife thinks it's funny. Anyway, a mad dash to the AT&T Center followed by a furtive deal with a scalper and we were inside in time for the anthem (awful). Mas cervezas and the NBA experience was okay and all that, but I'd really just as soon watch the stuff on TV. It's certainly a lot less expensive.
Saturday and Sunday were chamber of commerce days which means everyone, including yours truly, was at some nursery procuring plants that look great now but will require epic life saving efforts in July and August to keep them alive in order to struggle on until their cruel death in November. That's a cynical take--I have managed to learn over the years to go with the drought and heat tolerant stuff so most of what I plant does indeed survive as long as I can keep my ugly dog from destroying it. Along with seven (7) trips to Loew's for parts, etc. it was the quintessential suburban experience. Even had cocktails on the patio next to the chiminea to flesh out the thing. No wife swapping, however. I hear that happens one street over from us.
2 comments:
I think that you and the wife swappers should don your Spurs-wear, head down to El Mirasol, and film a commercial for a Loew's 2fer sale on chiminea's.
You're very judgemental and hurtful.
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