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Welcome to The Epic! I am launching this blog as a manifesto for and a guide to living well. The title and motto of the blog are taken from the Epicureans, at least some of whom believed in the notion that not one minute of the future was guaranteed to them and that as a result they had the duty to live life to its fullest every moment.
I believe in discovering fun and pleasurable things wherever I find myself each day and I am told I have a knack for unearthing them. My hope is that by sharing in my pleasures and some of my ways of finding them you will begin to collect all the riches that lie in the moments of your life. They are there. Take them! All our lives should be.....Epic.
I believe in discovering fun and pleasurable things wherever I find myself each day and I am told I have a knack for unearthing them. My hope is that by sharing in my pleasures and some of my ways of finding them you will begin to collect all the riches that lie in the moments of your life. They are there. Take them! All our lives should be.....Epic.
Tuesday, February 20, 2018
Tequila Day....Revisited
When you are writing for the blogosphere it is amazing which posts are the most read. For years my most read post was Tequila Day. An ode to a cement block hideout bar with outstanding food. Then road construction claimed the place and another hideout went dark. Rumors whispered that Tony's would re-open in a new, swanky location. Years passed.
I am pleased to report that, under a slightly new name, my Tequila Day joint lives. It is very pretty, very new, very clean...and without the attached ten unit motel which was an ultra hideout if ever there was one. But.....
The same home-made chips and salsa....
and...the main event......the BEST carne asada steak ANYYYWHERRREEEE
with a home made Tamale on the side. As it should be. Add an ice cold draft Dos Equis Amber and a shot [or two?] of
my all time favorite Tequila........and I can confidently report that although the hideout nature of the place is gone.......the food REIGNS SUPREME.
And....if, as the shadows lengthen, a one-handed man who just drove into town from Nevada in a 1976 white Cadillac Eldorado convertible walks in with a mysterious message just for you...ignore it at your peril. I have warned you twice about this.
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Go. Do. Dine. Imbibe. Think. Aloha, my friend.
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