danistrulytheman

I'm STILL a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!

change of plans: português comida

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… sorry Tiff. Stopped at my fave Sunday haunt and got roped into a Portuguese food feast. Good bud Alex didn’t even bother to ask if I wanted a beer today, he just ordered it … and he even remembered my brand, Stella (best the bar offers). He did ask if I wanted to join him/them for lunch, his treat … I can’t tell you how many times I’ve douched out and declined … not today. A few pics y’all …

Alex and me (grunge photoshopped, lol)

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vino (and bread)

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cabbage, carrots, and potatoes

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… pic #2

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… and 3

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meat: chorizo, chicken, pork … unsure of the rest?

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… pic #2

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my plate (1st of 3 helpings)

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2 bottles (these are the bigboybottles btw) down, 1 to go

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after dinner espresso and double shot of brandy (bowl is deep)

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Final thoughts; those three bottles of wine were drunk ‘tween eight manly men dining (seven actually … stuck with my Stella). Every Sunday, anyone who wants to eat/drink is welcomed. The bill is calculated as a whole, then divided by the number of people … roughly calculated too (no nitpicking), making paying easier. Today it was $20/head … ALL IN!! My lunch included three beers (typically $6-7 at any bar), all the food I could eat, a double shot of brandy and espresso … to call it a good bargain would be the proverbial understatement. Thanks again Alex, you’re good people!!

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Author: danistrulytheman

I'm still a self confessing, self professing know-it-all, or so I think!

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