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	<title>Comments on: Tasting Menu?</title>
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	<description>Casting a little flavor (and a few aspersions) on the world of food, drink, and life</description>
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		<title>By: SaltShaker &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Checkered Pass</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 22:16:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] in Palermo, 4802-2391. While no one ever directly equated it with the experience at La Boca&#8217;s Don Carlos, it had the ring of the same sort of setup, but significantly higher class. I have to beg to [...]</description>
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		<title>By: SaltShaker &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Not So Buena Vista Social Club</title>
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		<dc:creator>SaltShaker &#187; Blog Archive &#187; Not So Buena Vista Social Club</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2006 12:14:50 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>[...] Now, erase that picture from your mind. I should have known better, I mean Grant and I have never gone to one of those lounges - we go to places like Don Carlos or la cocina&#8230; &#8220;Club&#8221; Eros, is an old-fashioned, neighborhood, social and athletic club. It&#8217;s a gymnasium. Really. There are kids jumping rope, playing tag, running, screaming, girls sitting in the corner playing with dolls, boys in the corner tearing wings off of flies&#8230; I don&#8217;t know - it looked like recess at any school - with a mix of kids from late single digits to early teens. If you look off to the right of the main entrance halway, there&#8217;s a room with rickety wooden tables and chairs, and people are sitting their eating. Not the kids, it was mostly neighborhood guys, from their 20s to their 90s, hanging out, arguing about sports, and watching a bit of futbol on the t.v. mounted over the bar at one end of the room. [...]</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>[...] Now, erase that picture from your mind. I should have known better, I mean Grant and I have never gone to one of those lounges - we go to places like Don Carlos or la cocina&#8230; &#8220;Club&#8221; Eros, is an old-fashioned, neighborhood, social and athletic club. It&#8217;s a gymnasium. Really. There are kids jumping rope, playing tag, running, screaming, girls sitting in the corner playing with dolls, boys in the corner tearing wings off of flies&#8230; I don&#8217;t know - it looked like recess at any school - with a mix of kids from late single digits to early teens. If you look off to the right of the main entrance halway, there&#8217;s a room with rickety wooden tables and chairs, and people are sitting their eating. Not the kids, it was mostly neighborhood guys, from their 20s to their 90s, hanging out, arguing about sports, and watching a bit of futbol on the t.v. mounted over the bar at one end of the room. [...]</p>
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