The Flan of Flem.

I am getting pretty sure that I am allergic to dairy products. Whenever I have ice cream I start to cough like Doc Holiday. I never drink milk normaly. I take my coffee black. I like ice cream but I can live without it. So by staying away from it and taking my medicine I have been feeling better.

But Tuesday night I started coughing like I could spit out a lung. The wife goes "what did you eat stupid that got you this way." I go "Nothing bad I swear. Chorizo and yucca. Filet mignon. Rice and beans. Some cocktails but not White Russians. Oh and I had the Flan." "FLAN YOU IDIOT! THEY MAKE THAT WITH MILK! NO WONDER YOU ARE FULL OF FLEM!"

I am afraid I had the Flan of Flem.

I am so stupid sometimes.

Oh sorry about that the meat is here!

Sorry we order filet mignon with the champagne sauce and it was so good we forgot to take a picture before stated eating. Here we are half way through.

Served with a nice potion of rice and beans.

Lem would like my food blogging a lot better than some people I know. Just sayn'

Chorizo and Yucca Fries

We had a little upset when we first got there because it was just too hot in the joint. So we sat at the bar for an appetizer until the AC kicked in.

They have a nice little appetizer there of chorizo and yucca fries. Yucca is a tuber that looks like a piece of wood that you find in grocery store and pass right by. But when you fry it up like a French fry it is very tasty. They use an inferior form of chorizo now but it is still tasty. They used to have the good chorizo that the would slice to the size of a quarter and fry with the yucca. That is how I do it at home when I make it. But this was pretty good with lemon and some black olives.

And the cocktails of course.

Cocktails at Via Brazil

So we spent the day fabric shopping in the Garment district today. We found some stuff but we couldn't close the deal because the owners weren't there so we have to go back tomorrow. It was a pain in the ass and a bunch of rolls of fabric fell on me but what are you gonna do.

Then we went to a fancy hair salon where the wife got a really expensive haircut that she really didn't like. It was a change for her and like most people they don't like change. So she was pretty upset.

To salvage the night we went to the restaurant I took her to on our first date. Via Brazil a Brazilian joint on W46th Street that used to be one of my haunts back in the 1980's. Of course nobody working there would remember us so it was no big deal. But the food is pretty good and the cocktails are great. I had my favorite capirinha's  and the wife had a nice tasty Malbac.

We had to turn it around.

I mean I am not about to go rent a dog to walk to get out of the house you know what I mean.