I saw that movie with my brother Jason when it came out. Hey, it’s Ben Stiller, so I didn’t think it would be all that bad. Boy was I wrong. Now I have to admit that I’m all about guilty pleasures. However, this film had about as much substance as those fluff sandwiches you secretly hoped your mom would pack you for lunch.On Friday night, six major museums in
We went to an art museum first and saw beautiful paintings and sculptures. After I was yelled at for using flash (not the last time I would be reprimanded for photography this weekend), we wandered around and left a short while after. Everything was beautiful, but we had no idea what any of it meant. People working there thought it would be more useful to yell at us than tell us a little something about the artwork. It happens.
After a nice half hour walk around the city, we stopped at what appeared to be a Spanish fast food place. I say Spanish because there is quite a bit of American fast food (McDonald's and Burger King especially) all over
Later that night, I found my drink. It’s red wine with Fanta, and it’s fruity and delicious. Unfortunately I won’t get it nearly as good in the states, but for now it will do.
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Josh - I too, at age 49, have finally found my favorite drink. It's called a watermelon martini, but you can't drink too much too fast. Trust me, there is hope for you yet!!!
Su Madre (y padre too)
Tell the madre and the padre to put a bottle of fanta in their suitcase for you when they come back and I will look also in the states. We'll make you a drunk yet. When you come back to the states maybe we can hit the Phila. museum of Art and the new Perelman building across the street which just opened over the holidays. Lunch and art with bubby. Your evening at the museums sounded fantastic.
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