IT ALL BEGAN with red balloons celebrating Fuengirola's soon-to-commence annual Route of the Erotic Tapa (click here to learn about that). The balloons were waiting for each of us at our table when we arrived for dinner at Mesón Salvador more than a week ago with friends Tynan and Elena. Depending on how you look at the world, the red balloons are either shaped liked hearts, breasts, or a penis and balls. I saw a penis and balls. Tynan saw breasts. Elena saw a heart. San Geraldo blew a little air into his balloon, made it squeal and then let it go (accidentally?) sending it shooting across the restaurant.
When dinner began, San Geraldo gave me some of his vegetables. After finishing his meal, he noticed a green bean in his water glass. It had obviously fallen in at the start of the meal and he had been drinking from that glass all evening. He was convinced one of us had done it and refused to drink from the glass. You'll see in a photo below how he solved the problem.
Finally, Adrián brought over a booster seat for the child, San Geraldo. He'll never grow up; and that makes me very happy — usually.
TODO COMENZÓ CON balones rojos que celebraban la anual Ruta de la Tapa Erótica de Fuengirola. Los balones nos esperaban a cada uno de nosotros en nuestra mesa cuando llegamos a cenar a Mesón Salvador hace más de una semana con los amigos Tynan y Elena. Dependiendo de modo de ver el mundo, los globos rojos tienen forma de corazones, pechos, o pene y pelotas. Vi un pene y pelotas. Tynan vio los pechos. Elena vio un corazón. San Geraldo sopló un poco de aire en su balón, lo hizo chillar y luego lo dejó ir (¿accidentalmente?) Enviándolo a través del restaurante.
Cuando comenzó la cena, San Geraldo me dio algunas de sus verduras. Después de terminar su comida, notó una judía verde en su vaso de agua. Obviamente había caído al comienzo de la comida y él había estado bebiendo de ese vaso toda la noche. Pero él estaba convencido de que uno de nosotros lo había hecho y se negó a beber del vaso. Verás en una foto a continuación cómo resolvió el problema. Finalmente, Adrián trajo un asiento elevado para el niño San Geraldo. Él nunca crecerá; y eso me hace muy feliz — por lo general.
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| WHAT DOES IT LOOK LIKE TO YOU? ¿QUÉ TE PARECE? |
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| SAN GERALDO, TOO BIG AN ASS FOR THE BOOSTER SEAT. SAN GERALDO, UN CULO DEMASIADO GRANDE PARA EL ASIENTO ELEVADO. |
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| MY PHOSQUITO CAKE AND ICE CREAM (I SWEAR I'M NO LONGER INDULGING... MUCH). MI TARTA PHOSQUITO Y HELADO (JURO, OTRA VEZ, QUE NO SIGO INDULGANDO ... MUCHO). |
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| CHEESE CAKE DECORATED BY ADRIÁN. TARTA DE QUESO DECORADO POR ADRIÁN. |
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| DON'T I LOOK LIKE I NEED SOME ATTENTION? ¡THANKS, ADRIÁN! ¿NO ME PARECE QUE NECESITO UN POCO DE ATENCIÓN? ¡GRACIAS, ADRIÁN! |
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| AND DUDO IS STILL LOOKING FOR BIRDS. Y DUDO TODAVÍA ESTÁ BUSCANDO A LOS PÁJAROS. |
I do some of the same things SG does! damn, those desserts look FABU!
ReplyDeleteanne marie:
DeleteJerry knows how to be mature and appropriate; he just doesn't want to. My phosquito was delicious and the cheesecake is always perfect.
Like San Geraldo, Carlos will never grow up either. And I'm good with that!
ReplyDeleteBob:
DeleteI good with it, too. His mother was the same and we adored her for it.
I saw a heart
ReplyDeleteAdam:
DeleteOh, you with the clean mind!
We are young, as long as we act like children from time to time.
ReplyDeleteTravel:
DeleteI completely agree.
I see a balloon with a lot of potential; Dudo sees a red-breasted bird.
ReplyDeleteWilma:
DeleteYours is a very insightful view.
I hit the link and went back to read about this fabulous event -- what fun! Will you be promiscuous and get your passport stamped at every participating restaurant in town?
ReplyDeleteDebra:
DeleteI had my first erotic tapa at Meson Salvador Saturday night. Had planned to hit a whole bunch of places this year with Pedro and Kathleen but I wasn't feeling great when it started and then Luke and Pedro were both not well! Five days remaining. We'll see. (But I'll forget about the passport.)
You guys have fun dining experiences.
ReplyDeleteStephen:
DeleteIf we don't find a restaurant warm, welcoming, and fun in addition to having good food, we don't tend to go back.
I see a penis descending from a boxing glove.
ReplyDeleteI know, I'm weird like that.
Robyn:
DeleteVery appropriate actually. Two of the staff at Mesón Salvador are amateur boxers.
No fun growing up!! Good on SG!! And his own personal dessert chef!
ReplyDeleteDudo probably didn't even see you guys leave!
Jim:
DeleteDudo is still there!
What's this I see? A house, with a picket fence! And a barn... with a weather vane... A woman in a polka dot dress, her face is careworn...
ReplyDeleteWalt the Fourth:
DeleteFriends of Dorothy!