Skipped out of work early on Friday to celebrate our friend Mark's 30th birthday (well 30, plus some change). His wife Lindsey organized a van down to the Real Ale Brewery an hour south in Blanco. Perfect weather for it.
Beer fridge, defined.
On Saturday, Simon, Dad and I took a trip up to Taylor for an early lunch at Louie Mueller's.
Those business cards started out white, or a subtle off white. Some of them might have even had a watermark before the smoke hit them.
Celebrated with the holy trinity of brisket, sausage and pork ribs and washed it all down with the decidedly Texan Big Red.
Almost fell asleep on the car ride home from a meat coma. I waited until we got home to have a nap.
Good weekend.
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