Don't Cry For Me
And we're back!
It was a really wonderful trip, and a much-needed escape from the frigid weather in the Big Apple.
So we visited a very popular tourist destination in the southern hemisphere. A country known for its red meat, its red wine and its tango!
To illustrate my trip, gentle readers, I'll take you through a tour of the steaks I ate during the course of my visit.
Here's steak #1, consumed as a late lunch the day we arrived:
And steak #2, eaten for lunch at an Estancia (note it was a much bigger steak before I ate most of it and then decided to take the photo):
And steak #3, consumed at a world-famous steakhouse, medium rare, or jugoso, as I ordered it:
And steak #4, which was really 3 different cuts, at another wonderful steakhouse on our last day:
Now if everyone will excuse me, I need to go and eat some salad and try to let my body finish digesting all of these meats.
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Old as the Hills!
Happy 2009, everyone!
I'm really excited about 2009. 2008 was a good year for me - I got married, left my horrible old job and started a nice new one, and got to spend the entire month of July in Europe. Not bad.
To ring in the New Year, the Husband and I celebrated the way we usually do.
We ordered food delivery, drank champagne and cheap wine, and played
Scattergories.
We expressed admiration for Dick Clark:
In short, we behaved the way that old, lame married people do on New Year's Eve.
That alone elevated our evening to almost-cool-party status!
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