combinations and divisions

Coincidentally, the day I bought tickets to see Vetiver, Marcus's co-worker recommended a place with amazing steak tacos that was right around the corner from the venue. Vetiver & awesome tacos? Plans made.




It turns out there are actually three locations of La Pasadita within 50 feet of each other which is confusing. Which is the best? What caused the break-up? Family feud? Should we get one taco from all three? We picked the closest one and got a bag fulla carne asada tacos for take-out since there was limited seating. We walked down the street to Rite Liquors which is a bar/liquor store with a big, neon cocktail lounge sign and divey feel. It's the kinda place where the guy beggin for change outside eventually wanders in and has a drink and the bar staff is sweet as schnapps.


Bellied up to the bar, chowin on tacos, and sipping Dos Equis, it felt like drinking in a combination ABC store and my dad's (or perhaps your vaguely creepy uncle's) house. You know, in the good way.



Vetiver played at Chopin, a beautiful theater space in with an Eastern European leaning. While I'm not much of a thee-ah-tah goer (except for of the cheesey musical kind), I would go back to see one of the plays just so I could sit in the space and enjoy another one of the beers they stock in the cafe. I liked the Warka I tried which advertised both a "unique taste beer" and a tribute to Polish revolutionary Kazimierz Pulaski on the label.


Perhaps for our next outing we'll get banh mi, drink Caipirinha, and fly a kite by the lake. Ah, yes, it's all coming together.