Another Saturday night is behind me. This one turned out to be a little sweeter than most.

I began the night’s journey at Cheap Charlies. I usually sit on the side overlooking the highway but because of the angle of the sun it was too hot to do so. I’m not sure if this turn of events changed my outlook, but it did change my view.

While enjoying that sweet view from my stool, I told the bargirl next to me of my dream to build a resort/condominium complex on top of the ridge. And about the cable car system I’d construct to transport visitors and residents up from Barretto. She looked at me like I was crazy. Maybe so, but it is a sweet dream.

After a few beers, my hungry insisted it was time to eat. I had a hankering for some of those Mango’s pork chops, so off I went.

Then the waiter returned and advised that the pork chops were not available–sold out. Damn it! I ordered another beer and contemplated what to do next. I then got a text message from Ron, the owner of Sit-n-Bull, advising me that the cake I had ordered had just arrived from Angeles. Sweet! Well, there you go, problem solved. Finished my beer and moseyed over to SnB. I was still hungry, so I ordered a large pulled pork sandwich with coleslaw for takeout. Of course, I had another beer while I waited on my food.

Got back home and dived right in.

But what about the cake? Well, Ron has opened a Sit-n-Bull restaurant in Angeles. He recently posted about finding a nearby bake shop that specialized in cakes. He started serving slices in his new place and I asked if he was going to bring some to Barretto too. Yep, that was the plan. So the cake I’ve been craving and haven’t been able to find anywhere is a good ol’ fashioned carrot cake. I ordered one a couple of days ago and now I’d be enjoying a sweet dessert tonight.

Speaking of sweets, I came home to find this container of cookies on the countertop:

As sweet as the evening was, it did end on a sour note. That tooth I’d had looked at last year broke in half while I was picking at the carrot cake remnants stuck in the hole where the filling had fallen out months ago. The dentist had wanted to pull the tooth during my visit because it was “fractured.” I didn’t want to go around with a hole in my head, so I figured I’d find a better-equipped dentist to do a crown. The filling was just a stopgap measure and I never followed up on the permanent fix. And now it is too late–I’m going to lose a tooth. I just hope it isn’t my sweet tooth!

Facebook shared a memory of the picture I had posted of myself back when I was 21. When I added it to my timeline the Filipinas all said in the comments that I used to be “pogi” (good looking). I responded, “Used to be? I have a lot more money now than I had back then!” Then the gals admitted that I was indeed very “gwapo” (handsome) now.

Well, that’s it from here for now. Thanks for dropping in, it was sweet of you!