another day, another day at the pickle...i've said it before, and i'll say it again..one of the things i like about hanging at the pickle is going and getting meats and cheese and making my own little version of the poorboy sandwich - no condiments or crap, just bread and the basics...good stuff. i feel kinda like i'm on vacation - when marcy and i were in france we often bought the goods and ate them in the car or wherever....it was good.
i also like going and bothering the kids at the jj bean. yesterday i needed a load of caffiene and love the fresca medici - i made-up drink that sounds somewhat traditional and is basically a cold coffee beverage that's blended but is more of a blended drink for those who actually like the taste of coffee - not like a frappachino or whatever...but i told them yesterday that i wanted an 'el grande' version of that drink...they then proceeded to give me the gears about ordering a drink 'grande' like they do at starbucks...but i had to point out to them that i had said 'el grande' and that grande is an actual word in another language - several in fact - and that when i'm in certain mexican taquerias the word grande is used generously and that starbucks doesn't have the patent on the word grande...they in turn wrote on the side of my cup what i ordered..which i didn't but it looks good written down on the side...fuckers...and since it was a big version of the usually small sized fresca medici, i was a little jazzed-up after i drank it...nice.ok..i need a coffee now...
g. xo
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