Well, Jerry decided he wanted to stay at the RIBM and sleep instead of venture out with Nolie and me. We brought Jerry back a muffuletta from Jason's Deli, but she and I actually ate at a tapas bar called Mi Luna. Nolie thought it was going to be Mexican, but it turned out to be Spanish. I knew when we looked at the menu that it wasn't what she expected and that she wouldn't like it, and after some debate about whether or not to leave, we decided to stay. Nolie had some kind of meat on a stick, and I had snails. The sauce with the snails was really good, but the snails themselves were kind of gritty. I like my snails clean. 
Jerry just woke up to take his medicine and eat his mufuletta. He had a slight fever earlier today, but it is gone now and he says he feels, "pretty good."
Nolie declined to be photographed for this post due to her Silver Yarmulke.
2 comments:
Dreidel, Dreidel, Dreidel
I made you out of clay....
Yarmulka, Yarmulka, Yarmulka
I darned you out of yarn.
(Yamacha = Yarmulka)
How embarrasing! I even googled it to check the spelling since I'm not at home and don't travel with my real dictionary. From now own I only use m-w.com.
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