I don’t know how I managed to go my entire tenure in Memphis without eating at La Guadalupana on Summer, but I remedied that Friday at MadMolecule‘s suggestion. I really, really hope he doesn’t mind me quoting him, but his description of the place is spot-on: “Fresh, handmade, delicious Mexican food with all the charm and ambience of a laundromat?” And it’s true — it was awesome. I had the cheese enchiladas in that ridiculous(ly…
To be fair, it’s not technically the birth. This bromance has been brewing for a long time. We won’t speak of the incident at Christmas. Also, I love how Ben is totally selling it with the bedroom face. Tooooootally selling. Broooootally selling it. *ducks to avoid a neck-shanking from Zach* I was going to post a photo of the delicious plate of Make-It-Work potluck goodness (seriously, the things you people make out of random unplanned…
Nick, Kristin, and JR came into town for a visit over the weekend. We had drinks at Ernestine & Hazel’s (sadly, there was a private party going on, so we got stuck in the restaurant part and couldn’t go hang around the bathtub upstairs) and then went back to my place for Summer Brew and silliness with some local yokels that left me and some others with weird inexplicable bruises and scrapes and pains the…
I got out of the office tonight for dinner at just the right time. The sun was setting and the sky was heavy with blue. People were out and about, letting the warm air hit their skin. I love this time of year right at the birth of spring, and I don’t know if I’ll ever get tired of saying it. [Project 365]
Click the flyer, get the code, spread like a virus. Government-made or from outer space? Your call. And here’s the MySpace page, which will have route details and whatnot once they’re finalized.
It snowed Saturday and I reverted, as I always do when it snows, to a hyperactive eight-year-old. Which means snowalking in the park at midnight after work. As always, shenanigans were involved: Full Flickr set here.
Evan and his girlfriend Charlotte were in town today so we had lunch at Central BBQ. I goaded him into trying the barbecue chicken nachos. He wrecked his plate quite thoroughly (those damn things are tasty) and then proclaimed that he’d had so much to eat that, later, he’d probably be able to “shit through a screen and never hit a wire.” Which is now officially my favorite thing to say, ever. [Project 365]
I took one photo today and this is it. I wouldn’t say I’m burned out, but I would say I’m INCREDIBLY LAZY. Anyway, I ate at RP Tracks for the first time ever, and had barbecue tofu nachos for the first time ever (pretty tasty, and I am a bonafide meat lover), and sat around and bitched and moaned about the crumbling sisterhood … not for the first time ever … with some of my…
Thanks to my questionable decisions last night, I overslept and missed Soup Sunday, which I had been looking forward to for a few days. Dang it. The whole day wasn’t a bust, though. I spent the evening in great company, watching the Oscars and laughing my ass off. Am I just some kind of commie, homo-loving son of a gun or was the show particularly funny this year? [Project 365]
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