The Bucket List

We ate at the Red Iguana today. I promised myself we were going to get out and do "something" today. Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives had highlighted this place and since it was in Salt Lake City somewhere I was going to give it a try. I could not see or hear anything else on the menu because one of the specials was tamales. It could be tamales filled with dirt and I would eat it. One of the nice things the waitress did - by the way the waitress was pleasant and quick - was bring a sample of the seven different mole (MOH-lay) sauces they are famous for. Two had chocolate in them -yuck. I was not impressed, but Alicia spread her wings and tried something. It wasn't very good because neither of us had tried anything like this before. I was happy as a clam with mine - mine was better than good - the sauce was spicy, but the hot did not linger on like a bad zit. We got there just after noon and there were about 10 to 15 waiting outside to get in. There was no waiting room inside at all - it was wall to wall tables and chairs. Our wait was about 25 minutes which was very pleasant as the sun was shinning and it felt great to sit in the open cool air. By the time we finished there was still a waiting line of 10 or less to get in. That place was hopping! Recession Hell! Red Iguana was packing them in and shoving them out as quickly as they could. As we left I glanced in the kitchen and there wasn't enough room to turn around for all the cooks, stoves, etc. I can now mark that one off my list of things to do. If we had company I would certainly take them to Red Iguana. Anyway, I felt the $13 for my plate was just too much as I did not have rice or beans with it. If it had been in the $8 to $9 range for the entree then I would have felt I got a good meal for a reasonable price. But that is the cost of eating at a DDD recommended place. Also, all the people coming to dine were white. Jack up those prices and only those who can afford it come. Before we ate we stopped by an open mall with the expressed purpose of shopping at a kitchen specialty store for a couple of items. We contemplated a couple of potential buys but came away with nothing but a side show of looking at some gay guys. I happened to mention my observations to Alicia and she responded with a comment that she concluded the same. I had to chuckle to myself when Alicia wondered out loud if there was a "community" of gays in SLC. I responded that they all group together like a school of fish. Why does it seem like all gays are rich? There has got to be some poor ones running around. I guess I don't shop at poor gay type stores or else I would say there are only poor gays. On the way home we stopped by Bed Bath and Beyond to exchange a garment bag which was short of some hooks when we opened the package - damn chinaman who can't package right. After a quick stop by a book store for Alicia we returned home and I crashed for a nap that lasted far too long. The previous night I slept six hours but felt like I was dragged though "no-sleepsville" streets for hours. I conclude the walking, sun, full tummy, etc. did me in. I hope your weekend is going well............