I've been friends with Paul for 10 years and, though I can't understand why, he moved awhile back from San Diego to Austin leaving behind a cadre of great friends and the staple food of my city, the Fish Taco.
So tonight before Paul heads back to Texas, Michael and I met up with him for taco night at the Brigantine.
I started with a simple garden salad with balsamic vinegar
And ordered my taco in my usual, modified way: Grilled, not fried, no cheese, no sauce. They goofed on the no sauce part (argh!).
Dodgers were playing the Padres so Paul and Michael were a little distracted by the TV sets. I'm still not sure who won!