Personal Yummy #100
I order a glass of red from Montenegro, a red I have never tried before, and, surprisingly, he does the same.
He’s more adventurous than I thought.
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It was my favorite place to have a glass of red wine in the city.
Cabernet, Malbec, or Merlot…
On a white-and-red–checkered tablecloth.
With a little clay bowl of black and green olives dressed in oil and red pepper flakes, of course.
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“Hey, Bea, how’s it going?”
I walk through the front door, ready for the Saturday day shift, and there’s Bianca—at least I think it’s her—hunching down behind the bar, attaching a fresh keg of Rolling Rock to one of the taps.
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