Friday, March 7, 2014

Papa Loca

We waited this morning for this building's agent to come for his 11:00 am appointment. We were to discuss possibilities for next year. By noon he hadn't arrived. We gave up and went down by the pool to complete our preparations for tonight's meeting. I hope we find out tomorrow what went wrong today.

As usual, the meeting was lively, well prepared, and commenting rolled along at a brisk pace. One brother has a habit of saying "Thank you" first when called on to comment. An interesting innovation but a good thing everyone doesn't do it.

The review of highlights of the weekly Bible reading went very well. It's amazing how many lessons can be taken from brief accounts in the scriptures.

Afterwards Wayne and Nancy took us to Papa Loca, which means crazy potato. The folks in this sidewalk snack bar prepare a variety of baked potatoes dressed up to be a meal in themselves - see below ...

 Carol's potato

 My potato

La Papa Loca Dining Room.

In the above photo, left of the hefty fellow in the striped shirt you will notice (from right to left) Nancy, Wayne, and Carol. The potatoes were fantastically delicious.

And so it goes.

Quote of the Day:
"What I say is that, if a man really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow."
— A.A. Milne

2 comments:

Granny said...

We were the only non-Mexicans in the place. Noisy, traffic, loud music blasting. Lots of local flavour. Great fun and delicious food. A witness named Wuanita owns Hotel Victoria which is attached to this restaurant.

Granny said...

We were the only non-Mexicans in the place. Noisy, traffic, loud music blasting. Lots of local flavour. Great fun and delicious food. A witness named Wuanita owns Hotel Victoria which is attached to this restaurant.