I’m just fine, and I hope to keep it that way!

The latest news on the bar opening is no news. My understanding of where things stood at the conclusion of my meeting with the “owner” on Tuesday was that she’d be getting back to me with bank info for a wire transfer. You may recall that “Karen” told me the bar is in her name but owned by her boyfriend back in the States. She suggested I pay her the seven grand and she would send the money to the boyfriend. She seemed somewhat taken aback when I told her since his bank and my bank are both in the USA, it would be much easier for me to transfer the funds directly to him. She did tell me that she would call him later and get the bank account name for me. Upon following up, I’m now told they are still considering my offer and will let me know on Monday.

Hmm. My initial thoughts are that Karen is a scammer. The bar may well be in her name, but whether she is authorized by the “real” owner to sell it, and whether he would ever see any money I give her seems to be somewhat in doubt. We shall see.

Went to It Doesn’t Matter bar for my nightly dose of good cheer and coincidentally ran into Tommy, the former owner of the bar I’m looking to buy, and the current owner of Dive In bar. He was aware of the pending sale (I assume Jessa told him, I didn’t) and he also agreed I should not give Karen one penny. She seems to have a reputation for dishonesty, a former co-worker said she would steal money for the tip jar. That’s pretty low. So, unless I can find a way to interact directly with the boyfriend/owner in the States the deal is in jeopardy.

It is weird how the grapevine news travels fast in my little town. I’ve had two gals so far ask me about employment opportunities (hire lawyers practicing in Indianapolis from here) when I open the bar/resto. I told them I was just the finance guy, they needed to talk to the Filipina who will technically own the place. Fun times!

John Kim of The Pub restaurant has been posting photos from his new menu, including his beef enchiladas. This is the description he gave:

Enchiladas in action. Bring your appetite, it’s not a small portion. Beef( Brisket or better): P395, Chicken: P345. Inside the Enchilada rolls-Pepper Jack Cheese, and outside-American Cheddar with NAPOLI Mozzarella.

I’m not gonna lie, it got me craving some Mexican so off I went to score me some dinner.

I’m not sure if my face registered surprise or if he anticipated my reaction. “Most Tex-Mex is tomato-based, I use chilies,” he told me matter-of-factly. Alright, that explained the unexpected tanginess in my mouth. I mean, they were quite tasty, I was just surprised by the zing. Much different from the comparatively bland enchiladas I’ve normally encountered. It was a large portion and I did clear my plate. The salad on the side helped cool down the fire in my mouth. As did the two beers I consumed during the course of dinner. Bottom line: Yes, I will order them again. Especially now that I know what I’m in for. Different, but still good.

A good hike with the group today, but you’ll have to wait until tomorrow for that post. I’ve decided to make my grand return to darts at Alley Cats tonight. Haven’t touched a dart in six weeks or so now, so I ain’t expecting much. I’m bringing with me a new attitude as well. I’ll share my thoughts in that regard in a later post.

Other than that, nothing else to report. Well, I did encounter this on my way out of the neighborhood yesterday afternoon: