Mojitos

Pretty dull wknd. On Friday we finally saw Matrix 3. Zzzzzzzz. So freakin' boring. What a waste. They should have stopped at the first one. Then we watched one of the most unbelievable Buffy episodes ever-Seeing Red. So emotionally charged. Season 6 is a real emotion jerker.

Saturday David was headachy so we stayed in for the day. Saturday evening Eric came in and we went out to celebrate his passing of his medical exam. Dr. Postal, Dave and I went searching for the right place that had a mix of good food, drink and fun. Tried Mama Mexico on Broadway but the wait looked to be at least an hr. Headed downtown to Astor place. Loaded up on delicious Beard Papa cream puffs and then went over to La Paella. But the wait was 2 hours. 2 HOURS!!! Are you on crack? So we strolled around looking for something in the East Village, freezing our asses off. Finally found a great Peruvian place Mancora. The place was cozy and had the perfect atmosphere. We ordered Papa a la Huancaina, octopus salad and ceviche. Soooooo good. Had amazing mojitos, best I've ever had. They're served with a small stalk of real sugarcane. Minty, limey, sugary, rumy goodness. They really hit the spot. The place is awesome and I highly recommend. Pretty cheap too. Finished off the night at our place with a couple round of James Bond 007: Nightfire multiplayer. Eric is very competitive but I was able to squeeze in to 1st place once or twice. He's a wreck when he gets his hands on a big gun.