had a dinner with some fellow ex-pats the other night at the Little Bodega . . .
I learned that there are two kinds of Mojito . . . the cubano with white sugar, and the European with brown sugar . . . . who knew?
The chicken wings we had were excellent, unexpectedly spicy.
But the beef tenderloin was a surprise of the first order . . . all that tenderloin should be . . . Mrs said she was going to interrorgate the waiter till he told her where to get it for our home efforts . . . almost had us in the meat sweats by itself . . .
But two good ol’ boys had opted for the meat platter to share . . . this was an awesome pile of meat that started with the tenderloin, included some beef ribs, some chicken, some pork chops, and a partridge in a pear tree . . . .those boys broke out in a full-fledged collar-drowning, pit-puddling, meat sweat . . .