Why Is This Man Smiling?

No, our friend A didn't drink all that beer (and several more bottles not visible here) by himself -- Phil and I, and his wife C, helped him out a bit.

Phil, A, and C played pickleball this morning, and decided that getting together for lunch here afterward would be fun, so C picked up some great sandwiches at Cafe Rumba, our local Peruvian deli. Phil and I have been meaning to try that place for ages, and now that we've tasted four of their excellent sandwiches (pollo, pave, mixto, and peruano), we'll go there as better informed consumers.

Phil provided an interesting assortment of beers, and I added some ginger snaps and our chocolate stash. The weather was lovely today, so we sat around our new table on the deck and enjoyed a long, leisurely lunch. It was almost like being in the little villages we love in the south of France -- and C and A love them too, after exploring Olargues and others on their tandem bicycle last summer -- albeit with rather different food, and beer instead of wine!