Last night, Elvis celebrated Cinco de Mayo and Laur’s natal day with a bevy of revelers at Vera Cruz of Bklyn. Not exactly the most authentic Mex, even on the northside of Williamsburg (La Superior! Yo te amo!) but it was good to sit at a red-checkered table cloth with another fifteen people that were glad the Mexicans had that revolution of theirs. Elvis and Emma Lee sat next to a liquor distributor who, which puffing up his chest feathers for the table of pretty young things (shots all around! and no patron, give me 100% agave!) did some kind of three-figure damage to his AmEx. Whoops, delicious.
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