I’m in Florida, about to head out to the hospital to see my dad. But even under these dire circumstances, my dumb butt can still manage to squeeze in a quick business review. Now how’s that for work ethic? Or does that simply make me a terrible loser, or some form of jerk? Anyway, let’s talk about Spanish Rotisserie.
This is kind of like Spanish fast food. It wasn’t the best I’ve had, but considering that I got this in a mall, at a fast food place, it was pretty damn good. I had some empanadas, a giant croquette (relleno de papa), and rice and beans with chicken stew. It was all pretty tasty, and I’ll eat there again. Maybe even later tonight. I recommend the place if you are in this area. It’s pretty good, and affordable. Check it out. We also picked up some cheap clothes at one of the stores at the mall. They also have an awesome weapons selection, but none are legal in NYC, so I can only look at them.
Okay, that’s it, I’m going to see my old man now.
Growing Up Bronx
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