Santi Goes Surfing

Went to Brownsville last weekend, actually S. Padre Island, for Nicky and Ruben's wedding. I was there for two days. Sofia and Santi stayed on for a few more.

Saw some dinosaurs.

And of course, thrashed some waves.


Trial of the Year at Least

The Casey Anthony trial started today. And it was a doozy. Orlando Sentinel is streaming the entire thing. They have tons of back story too.


Green Flashed

Driving sucks. Road trips always seem like a good idea. The road sucks. I was on my sixth hour last night, almost back in town. I spotted a Day's Inn sign. I thought, Shit, that looks like the Green Flash logo. Yeah, not so much, but there are some similarities.


The Oxford Companion to Beer

I want this book. I mean, of course it will pale in comparison to this, but still, it looks nice. Preview here.


Euro Beer #11 - Le Royalty

In the fall of 2007 my wife and I traveled through Europe for 10 weeks. We ate a lot of food and drank of a lot of beer (and wine). Not enough food, not enough beer. First beers on the Belgian mainland:

Euro Beer #11 - Le Royalty

While traveling, arriving in new cities is always confusing and disorienting. It's also the time when you are most likely to get into fights with your travel partner(s). Your lost, your hungry, your schlepping your bags, yada yada yada. Luckily it was still early on in the trip and we were still fresh and happy. But it was still disorienting. Our host lived close by and we eventually found our way over to his flat. I had to call him first and make sure he was home. His name was Yves and we had never met him before this:

"Hello, is this . . . Yah-ves?"
" . . . uh, yes, . . . this is Eve."
"Hi, this is Aaron, just wanted to check if you are home we are on our way over."
"Yes, come on up."

Then of course I yelled at Sofia for allowing me to sound like a complete idiot. "Hello, Yves saint Laurent! Sofia you are supposed to know this stuff! I can't believe I just called him Yah-ves! Yah-ves? Ugh, I'm a moron!"

Yves was perfectly kind and never mentioned my faux pas. He was actually quite knowledgeable about beer and schooled me on lambics, a subject I only had limited knowledge about before leaving on this trip. After talking for awhile, we set out for a beer before dinner. We walked aimlessely. It was Sunday evening and most everything was closed. We finally stumbled upon Le Royalty, a small, then empty bar off the Place du Grand Sablon. We slugged down two beers–a Bellevue Kriek and a Westmalle Triple.

Sofia's Kriek EXTRA! Not so extra, juicy though. Avoid.

Well, you know this is good. Westmalle Triple.

Admittedly, this was a pretty lame spot, but it worked. Onward.

For more euro foodage and drinkage, go here.

Le Royalty
38 rue Sainte-Anne

Some old shit. If I ever go back to Brussels, I'm going into this shop and spending money.



This kid is crazy sick. And lives such a normal life. Refreshing. This is Pop's as a pro skater.


Muffin Man

Santi was killing cupcakes on Mother's Day. He called them "MUFFINS!"


Huntin Easter Eggs

Euro Beer #10 - Eurostar

From CA:

In the fall of 2007 my wife and I traveled through Europe for 10 weeks. We ate a lot of food and drank of a lot of beer (and wine). Not enough food, not enough beer. En route to Brussels from London:

Euro Beer #10 - Eurostar

Damn, Duvel is good. Always loved it. It was a great first beer to have in Belgium. Actually we were not yet in Belgium, we were on the Eurostar, somewhere between London and Brussels. I guess we split this lunch, not sure. It's possible, it was still early in the trip and we were still being very cheap. Either way, the beer was perfect and that ham and cheese panini was actually quite tasty for train food. If you ever find yourself on the Eurostar, go for this paring. If you hate it, you can punch me in the stomach.

For more euro foodage and drinkage, go here.

Somewhere between England and Belgium

This is somewhere in Grand-Place.



Even Santi is wondering what is going on with this blog. Bear with us. We will return soon.


Funniest Person in Austin

Tonight Jaron starts his quest to be the Funniest Person in Austin at Cap City Comedy. Good luck Jaron, you're gonna need it.