this morning i went to the licuado shop on york here in highland park.
i’ve been wanting to try this little shop for awhile. i decided to try something i knew how to translate. which was numero 4.
the lady behind the counter whipped my strawberries, bananas, and walnuts into a light milky froth. also she gave me a large, even though i ordered the medium. this happens to me a lot. but it is not something i complain about.
next time i’m going to have the escamocha. either that or the chamango.
i also took home some arroz con leche for safekeeping.
not for me! in case a guest dropped by later.
sister, when you come out we’re going here! we can sit outside at the orange table with the plastic ivy plant. you can knit. i’ll play words with friends on my ipad.
whadda ya say?