FUCKING MOTHER FUCKING FUCK
Menu planning for Cinco de Mayo is difficult, in the fun way. I can come up with endless drinks to serve… it’s the food part that creates commitment issues. I always go so far over the top with this stuff. (But that’s what makes it fun, right?!)
I think my body is telling me that I am too old for shows that start at 11:30pm (on a Wednesday.) But, there is nothing better than dancing late into the night - so creaking joints will just have to crack to the beat.