Estamos quinada

January 4th, 2006 by: joshua

One the way back from CCC we stopped at a recommended liquor store on Allende and Independencia. It turns out we’d been there before and it was right across the street from our favorite tortillaria and a strange/cool fishing store where I bought a rapala (rapala = 1 sierra). Cheyenne is yelling over my shoulder “stay on target! Quinar.” So… to quinine. Said liquor store had corn-free tonic. Described on the bottle as “agua quinada,” which we take to mean “quinined water,” and in turn means that the verb must be quinar: to quinine. Ultimately, it means I had to dig into deep storage for the remaining bottle of Sapphire.

One Comment on “Estamos quinada”

  1. Peg Bowden says:

    Ahhhh! So you spent the evening sipping gin and tonic? (sans corn?) Sounds divine. Hope you had a lime to top it off. You guys seem to be eating well—lobster, fish tacos, quinada. The good life. And I do hope the gin/tonic adequately anesthetized your injured knee.
    thanks for all the updates. Love, Mom/Peg

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