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I brought Begonia and Rich a bottle of Urki from the Basque country via Rockridge. We put it in the freezer for a half hour and then enjoyed it on the roof with the Euskadi cocktail picks I found in a little store in Hondarribia. We baked in the sun, waited in anticipation for the occasional breeze, and misted ourselves over the kiddie pool with the hose. No better way to spend an impossibly hot Augest New York day.
2 Comments
August 22, 2009 at 12:52 am
txacoli!
August 22, 2009 at 11:53 am
i can’t deal with the fact that you are there and I’m in fucking Wales. UNSOOTHED BY THIS GREATLY