This is Paolo, who always stops to say hi and give us some good-natured ribbing when we eat at Mezcal. Today he stopped by the table to chat with me while Phil was in the bathroom. This is the same guy who asked Phil one time if he’d ever had a Mexican woman. And Phil, of course, lied and said yes.
Is that the place you, me, Phil, and Jeff went to?
That was the place you tried to take us to.
Yes and yes. It is, in a word, Mexilicious.
Phil insists that I should hook up with Paolo. I remain skeptical. Despite the food discounts I might get, it would make coming into the place quite awkward.