Wednesday, March 9, 2011


Easy day. Josh has breakfast with a friend and we have a 4-hour run to Laredo, the gastronomic armpit of the nation. Restaurant reviews say things like "For Laredo, it ain't bad." We end up in a generic Asian place with 10-foot high buried warriors guarding the entrance. The margarita comes in a 1-quart glass, and the food ain't bad... for Laredo.

No comments:

Post a Comment