The Lady and I had a mad, freaky time last night; movie and a dinner after a week of strange craziness and gloomy weather.
We finally got around to seeing Team America: World Police, and boy, was the Denevan right! To put it mildly, it rocked our freakin' socks off and seriously banished my blues. 12 hours later, I'm STILL laughing about it! I mean, where else can you see Michael Moore set himself off with a suicide bomb AND Kim Jong Il's Hummel collection? I don't really know where to begin with this movie, so I won't even bother. I'll just say that it truly lives up to it's hype. If watching the Holywood "A" list getting blown away in a North Korean fortress or seeing a couple of puppets gettin' nasty is your idea of a great night out, then this is THE movie for you.
Remember, it's not about sex, it's about trust.
And after that, where else to go but Mas for late night tapas and wine! Mas was cranked up for friday night. Parking was a bit tedious, but we walked in, and low and behold, our usual spot at the bar was free! Bonus.
The Lady cannot resist that yummy blood orange Cosmo! I started with my usual glass of Fino. Chef Tomas was his usual chill self. It doesn't matter how busy it is; he'll still find time to talk to us. But tonight, he had to keep the conversation to a minimum. We ordered everything we wanted in one shot: Serrano Ham and Manchego, Patatas Bravas, Merguez, their awesome wood oven baked bread and olive oil, and some big ole garlic marinated grilled shrimp served with aoli. We had a glass of Allende Rioja, '00 to wash all that down. The Allende was fantastic! We had the Muga last time, and while that was pretty spectacular, the Allende had the edge with some luscious fruit, smooth (but assertive!) tannin and a finish that comfortably held it's own against the garlic. Tomas handed each dish over to us in a very timely fashion as the Lady and I kept riffing on the movie, punctuating the conversation with numerous, "F#%k, yeah!" outbursts.
It was pretty late (for us, that is...) when we got back to S'ville, but we were still laughing.