Saturday, April 22, 2006
A Mini Photo Odyssey
It’s a mini-odyssey with photos, not an odyssey of mini-photos, just wanted to be clear. Well actually the photos aren’t that big, so… oh whatever, continuing on…
So last night we went to the Brazilian barbecue restaurant. I had horrible directions. (Damn you CitySearch!!) We drove around looking for a street that was parallel to the one we were on. Needless to say we never found it until we called the damn restaurant. We may have wasted some time, but it turned out not to be a wasted trip.
| During our semi-lost wanderings we passed by a little Marie Callender’s shop. We’d never seen one of these before, only the sit-down restaurants. Outside was a banner proclaiming “Strawberries and Cream Pie - $8.99” I drove past it and sweety says, “Ooh we should get a pie...” It sounded half like a joke and half serious, so I decided it was serious because I love me some strawberry pie! Piled high with whipped cream, mmmmmm… I immediately made a U-turn. This is the pie we brought home. |  |
 | We finally found the place and we were all, “Oh! It’s right here by the harbor!” Why did no one mention this useful fact? We could have found it without the stupid [mis]directions. We were seated near the window, and wow, what a beautiful view. The sun was just setting and twinkling right off the water. The only camera I had on me was my cell phone, so the following photos are going to be really poor quality. But I’ll share them anyway. |
While we were eating, we were reading the little sign on the table about live music and samba shows. We were all, “So where’s the music and show they’re talking about?” A few moments later this drumming starts up. We see a guy with a big booming drum and a lady with a small—I don’t know my musical instruments—snare drum? Anyway, they march up to the tables drumming away and it’s really catchy. I love good drum music. Then these three girls show up, scantily dressed in sequined bikinis and feathery headresses. This must be the show! The girls start shakin’ their booties in time to the drumming and, wow, there we are right next to them. Their sexy abs were right at eye level so I’m able to get several eyefuls of bare skin twisting to the samba drumming. The food was pretty good, but I think the drool was caused by, um, something else, heh. The place wasn’t very brightly lit, so my poor little phone took super-crappy pictures. You’ll have to use your imagination to sharpen the blurry images. Sorry.
Thus ends our little photo journey. We paid our overpriced bill and left. We hope you enjoyed the ride. Please check your seats for belongings and exit to your left. Thank you and come again!