Given how much and what I ate last night for dinner - Yo Soy Vaca.
About a month ago, I received a mystery check in the mail from my temp agency. I was a little confused, since I had not worked for that agency for several weeks. Turns out some one listed me as the person who recommended me to Larko. The extra bonus to the cash was the fact that I didn't even know this person. I sat on the cash for a while, to make my budget worked out, but last night I finally spent it.
Presented with that kind of boon, the sensible part of me would have banked it. But I couldn't resist the opportunity to go out for a fabulous meal. And admittedly, it was a toss-up until the final moments between Tango Sur and Cafe 28. Argentine or Cuban? The decisions!
Called up Kallisti, who is a meat and potatoes purist, which is the Argentine way. We stopped by the Jewel to pick up a bottle of cabernet (no Malbec = no surprise), since Tango Sur is BYOB. (Kallisti cleverly pointed out that buying the wine thus earned us a parking space in their lot.) And despite the fact that it was hopping, we scored an outside table instantly!
My menu selection was easy. Steak. No sauce or "fixins" just Steak. Kallisti toyed with the paradilla, which is a selection of innards and sausage on a grill. But opted for ribeye instead. Shared a tortilla de papas, which was super-yummy. And sipped wine as the front came through.
The food was nicely paced, forcing me to slow down and really enjoy and digest. And drink more wine. The steak was amazing. A textbook medium rare. Straight-up tasty. Not as good as the lomo I had in Buenos Aires, but probably the best steak I've had since.
It was a divine meal. And I managed not to waddle o the car, although I felt that beef-sleep coming on. You know, that sense of satiety and peace that is induced by eating good steak. But I fought through it for a last night of dancing at the Green Dolphin!
on the radio: sounds like U2
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