It was, as I mentioned, toasty. Probably because I had been sitting in a freezing cold office building all day, though, for the short walk from the car to the restaurant, the temperature felt nice. Consequently, I made the erroneous decision to sit outside. And it wasn't actually so much the heat that was annoying, because we had cold drinks (a Nicarita for me, beer for S), but it was the mosquitoes. Nevertheless, we very much enjoyed our food. I went the app route -- chicharron de pollo and empanadas. S had the canoa de maduro with pork, and we shared the queso frito. One thing Nicaraguan food is not, at least when served in the US, is light.
We decided to make ourselves feel better about our unhealthy dinner choices by going to watch other people race bikes. The heat was even worse standing out on the pavement of Lafayette Square, but at least every time the riders came around, we got a nice breeze. And it's always a thrill to see a crit!
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