Blowing hot air
We had a fine, tasty meal at Rosario’s here in San Antonio last night. I even tweeted a pic of Georgio getting drinky at the bar. At the conclusion of our violent consumption, the manager comes over and says our bill has been “taken care of” by a gentleman on the other side of the restaurant. At first, we suspected we were being pranked, but sure enough, a business card was delivered to us. The back was filled with tiny, neat handwriting. (more…)
