Sunday, January 23, 2005

The Worst Margarita in Town and Possibly the World


At the new Baby A's, on the rocks with salt. I drank two sips and ran out of the place because I thought I was going to vomit. After a series of strange-tasting burps, I exchanged it for a purple.

I also went to Jorge's and Maudie's this weekend, both of which had better margaritas and fewer people. Crowds don't bother me much, but if I'm with a bunch of people, I'd rather go somewhere that I know we can just sit down and eat.

On my agenda today: give Zoey a bath. Last time, she thrashed around like we were washing her in acid. Labs are supposed to love water, but my poor Zo can't even put her feet in without being scared. Gus isn't exactly thrilled with the prospect of her running around our bathroom covered with shampoo, but it's time for a cleanin'.



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