some kind of a record

3/0 pike-glisi

As I pulled the table up to the couch and sat down I felt renewed and full. A few hours previous I dined on New York steak, sauteed vegetables in pasta with a creamy-parmesan sauce and shrimp scampi. It felt right for working with Puglisi fibers, and sipping a pino that may or may not have spent a little too long in a hot car seemed fitting... Aaron took all beer home so there wasn't much of a choice, anyways.