Only in America

What a horrendous day it is turning out to be.

Mike and I went to El Exquisito and had fried pork lumps, moros, yuca, plantain, Cuban bread, and espresso. Then we went to Gordon Food Supply, purely for the fun. Mike thought he had died and gone to heaven.

We’ll be heading out to see An American Carol shortly.

Here’s a clue what the day has been like:

In addition to a gallon can of Hershey’s syrup, I’m holding two S.W. “Red” Smith products. Mike bought the Big John sausages, and I bought the pickled pig’s feet.

The syrup was just for show.

Now I have to go to a conservative movie, with a loaded pistol in my pocket.

I love this country.

By the way, Mr. Walken is annoyed. Guess we should have picked up a ham.