TACOS

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Joe, Jae’s New York roommate, told us we should check out Tacos El Gordo, a place on East Charleston he’d discovered on a recent visit to Las Vegas. So we did.

The results were most satisfactory.  Above, Jae studies the menu board in preparation for ordering another round of tacos.

The spicy pork tacos were considered especially fine.

We left in a cheerful mood, heading home to watch the Notre Dame/USC game, on which money had been wagered.

THE BRIGHT SIDE

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. . . of Black Friday — today was also Record Store Day, on which record companies release limited edition vinyl discs to independent record stores exclusively. I snagged this 7-inch edition of “Duquesne Whistle”.

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CHRISTMAS IN THE HEART TRACK BY TRACK

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Track by track commentaries on one of the greatest of all Dylan albums, one of the greatest of all albums by anybody:

Here Comes Santa Claus

Do You Hear What I Hear?

Winter Wonderland

Hark, the Herald Angels Sing

I’ll Be Home For Christmas

Little Drummer Boy

The Christmas Blues

O, Come, All Ye Faithful (Adeste Fidelis)

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas

Must Be Santa

Silver Bells

The First Noël

Christmas Island

The Christmas Song

O Little Town Of Bethlehem

THE FEAST

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. . . was a great success. The turkey took about two hours longer to cook than it was supposed to, but emerged from the oven a thing of beauty.

The rest of the meal was fine, too — Jae’s garlic mashed potatoes, the chorizo stuffing, some peas, a store-bought but excellent pumpkin pie, and way too much Beaujolais Nouveau.

I crashed immediately after the pie — Jae went off to join a poker tournament and afterwards stayed up all night gambling. Youth in action, while old age dozes — comme il faut.

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