Saturday, we had a friend from school come down and we walked down the boardwalk to Starbucks for a nice iced coffee. It was a beautiful day and she had never been to South Beach before, so it was super fun to be able to show her around a bit. After we came back, I got ready and went to Mass. This was the most interesting Mass I've been to in Florida. In the middle of the Homily, a man walked up the center isle and was indiscriminately talking and raising his arms in the air. He sat down in the third row. The Priest was giving his Homily about the prodigal son and said something like, "God loves us and he forgives us for our sins." The gentleman then stood up, turned around, lifted his arms and yelled, "That is all you need to know. Come on y'all let's go!" Then he waltzed down the center isle. The organist followed him out and I was a bit concerned, but nothing happened. It was like an episode from St. Als.
After Mass, I was on the corner waiting to turn. All of the sudden a car cut in front of a bus and I was getting scared, but then it hit the gas: it was a Lamborghini. On the way home, I was behind the Lamborghini, then it was a Harley motorcycle and directly in front of me was a Bentley. Yes, life on Miami Beach is rough.
Farley took me out on a date, which was super nice. We went to Cantina 27, which is a cute Italian place about a half block from our house. All of the pasta is homemade. Yummmmy! I didn't think that Farley wanted to go out after dinner, but I was wrong. We walked down to Lincoln Road and decided to go to the Van Dyke Cafe, which is a local restaurant that has live music on the second level. Tony Succar and his band were playing. They are a Jazz group that is strongly influenced by South American, Latin and Caribbean music. They were great! To my surprised, after I looked at their website, I realized that I had such a good time and I am glad that Farley enjoyed the evening because I have really wanted to go to the Van Dyke and have been trying to talk him into going. Here is a picture of us at the Van Dyke Cafe:
Big wine glasses
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