Our Man in Antigua

nothing to do with anything

 Brendan on the patio, schmoozing a couple of gringas..and why not? ‘suggested to Neil of Pangea that he go after the cruise ship crowd…offer a ‘senior citizens special’…4-6pm, buffet, steam tables, mashed potatoes and a square of lime jello on a lettuce leaf, decorated with a splash of cool whip..yes, i got the raised eyebrow and the look…’canned vegetables, of course”…hey, it’s a niche market..Alex of Sobremesa setting tables with tableclothes!…turning up the heat on the competition, i s’pose…I’m still impressed with p’gea getting the Curry Club for a dinner..word is that they gave him a round of applause afterward…waaay cool..this being a segment of certain antigueno gringos, the fact that they bailed on Pushkar and Zaika..speaks volumes for Pangea..no, didn’t stay for Ron and Nelson…run down, cranking Nica articles…seven in four days…mental diarrhea…Carla’s in Washington, overseeing the delivery of Grandchild #1…who is late..i suggested a trip to a place with a bungee cord drop..Hector’s packed…packed at 7ish…WTF? DV doing one table..Roadkill empty…so? Reilly’s is now Reilly’s Dos Mil…the new reality…John of Cafe Cofre pumping it..’missed Lex of the Cargo Room by ‘that much’ this week…but did get to slobber over Flor(in a discreet way) and given half a chance…yeah, you guessed it..I just can’t keep a civil tongue in my head…if I said ‘tongue lashing’ would that mean anything? there’s just not enough of that these days…at least, for me…ok, no more innuendos…Italian word for suppositories…thank god the meds are kicking in..