Four day work weeks are nice. Of course, that doesn’t matter much when you work enough hours in four days to equal forty hours in one week. In that sense, it doesn’t really matter. What matters is getting away. Even just for a few days, getting out of town and relaxing.
Kansas City was good. “Good” will be the popular word for today. I had so much good food, a large majority of it being of mexican origins. Enchiladas, tacos, tamales, guacamole, chicken mole, rice, and so on. It was a lot of food. Then there was cake and pastries. Saturday night I ventured onto The Plaza with Angie and ate sushi to my heart’s content. It was so, so good.
Mojito. It’s a drink of Cuban origins, I think. More so, it’s a knock-you-on-your-ass drink. I had one, and the recipe is now within my possession. Yes, it was that good.