All work and a little play is a drag, so Mora and I, Babalu West if you will, sometimes get together. Last night we had a great dinner at Versailles.
We went over some of the days threads, ate great Cuban food, drank, gossiped and relaxed.
Their menu is a mile long , they have everything.
We ordered Pollo Asado and Picadillo, served of course with rice, beans, tostones y maduros y pan cubano, it was great; so much food– we couldn’t finish it all so we’ll probably be eating the leftovers for lunch. I think Picadillo tastes even better the next day after all those flavors soak together over night.
I remembered to take a few photos — after the Sangrias and Babalu talk and half a plate of food.