Frutis went to lunch with the Women's Day to a place of deli choice. Cheta of all we had around, which was less far had traveled to Chicago and was going to New Delhi. That is one of the few things I understood, I have no animosity towards cheta just that, as a good citizen, do not understand anything when they talk. Gourmet cake for me and be in tune (because over see if they would have a simple steak Cordoba!), I asked the following: "I want a smoked wild boar Pannini Bocconcino and brie with spinach dips with honey mustard and fine arugula frozen " (up gave me utter shame with my English comechingón). It turned out that I brought a turf sandwiches.
Frutis ordered a salad and was unpronounceable chochísima with alfalfa bale that served, and a passion fruit juice. The cheta he was going to see the Taj Mahal, I copied the Frutis juice.
I do not know, there are cakes like my girlfriend who likes to take those things that I wash my hair.
0 comments:
Post a Comment