We also tried a new resturant, the Iguina Mexican Grill. I had two enchalides, pork and charizo, both were really good. Also, instead of having the tradition refried beans and rice, there were multiple options. I went with black beans and fried vegetables, including mushrooms. Amy had a burrito, that was good, there was a suttle undertown that made it a bit off. There was some sort of bar-b-que flavor to it, which felt as out of place as a fox in the hen house. The atmosphere of the joint was festive, but cramped. Each time some one walked behind me, I could feel them brushing my chair. Also, I felt like a little kid sitting at the adult table. Our table was six inches higher than the rest, but our chairs were the normal height. I tried to make the most of it, thinking that I was closer to my food and it would take less effort to eat.
And you were rockin' the bow tie, right? We'll have to take y'all with us to one of the musicals this summer that's not appropriate for the kids (Les Mis or Spamalot!)
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