Also, not to sound jingoistic, but Luccheses are made in Texas rather than Mexico, and I'd rather keep my money at home.
I decided to forgo flash for a solid pair of boots...flash, of course, can come later, like after I win the lottery. Basic cowhide with a little tooling...maybe I'll go B-Western in cowboy shooting and start wearing all those Day of the Dead shirts from RockmountbWestrrn Wear...good taste is indeed timeless.
Foodwise, last night was my Sweetie's birthday dinner - she's 24...forever! - at Maria's, the best chili rellanos in the entire solar system. Light, just a hint of batter, spicy green chili...breathtaking! Maria's is also the place that wrote the book, quite literally, on margaritas. We went for one of my favorites, the Bullseye, made with 30-30 Reposada ("The guns that won La Revolution!!!"), Bols triple sec and fresh lemon juice. Perfection in a glass! And "gunny."
A snowy day in Santa Fe...going to bundle up and hike over to the Cowgirl Hall of Fame for brunch.
House-sitter reports 10 inches at the Secret Hidden Bunker...too much for him to go the range with the Pare Tactical Target Rifle...oh well, he and Alf the Wonder Beagle can sit around and pick off looters!
-- Post From The Road