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Taster's Cherce

What do you do with a cranky wife on a Sunday evening? A cranky wife who doesn’t like the heat. You throw her in the car, blast the a.c., and take her for ride is what you do. Last night the drive took us to McLean Avenue in Yonkers where you’ll find more Irish folks, real Irish folks, than Americans.

We went to a pub, made ┬ásure it is air-conditioned. I ordered her something fried–and fast.

Then she was a heppy ket.

 

3 comments

1 Chyll Will   ~  Jul 25, 2011 12:16 pm

I might have passed by you guys on McLean; I'm not far from there; once you get past Wakefield...

2 Chyll Will   ~  Jul 25, 2011 12:17 pm

Angelo's Pizza is not bad, either.

3 RagingTartabull   ~  Jul 25, 2011 12:17 pm

lot of loooong nights on McLean Ave in college

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