I ran out of the House of Many Dogs so quickly, I almost forgot one of the dogs. I ran back in just long enough to thank Linda and Alex for the hospitality and to grab Henry, (along with one of the knives from the little green man.)
Ramon, (Linda's Paraguayan next door neighbor that she had been trying to set me up with,) was out washing his car and stopped me as I ran past. He said he'd take me anywhere I wanted to go, so we hopped in his car and took off.
Ramon had just whipped up a bunch of asado with achuras, so we had something to eat along the way. I'd never had asado with achuras, but Ramon assured me it was delicious. I asked if it tasted like chicken, but Ramon said, no, that it was made with organ meats. Organ meats? Uh, no thank you! Ramon may be a hunk, but his idea of a hunk of meat to use for cooking was suspect. At least it looked better than poutine.
But I digress... we still had to figure out where to go.
I had learned from Linda that, (in addition to being a hunk,) Ramon was an expert at stringing Christmas lights. Things in the Christmas light business were slow at the moment. I think it was the time of year. But Ramon had heard there was a place down Texas way that needed some lights strung. A place called the Rack 'n Roll.
Sounded like as good a place as any to head next.
To be continued...
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