First, I was a bad boy this week and extensively played hookey from my work in order to be outside in the Miata and sunshine and I kept the top down even when it was pretty chilly. Second, I’ve been “in a mood”, as you regular readers already know.

So, when The Gary observed that my biggest nightmare, Friday night dinner with three guys and no girls, had become reality at Cafe do Brazil, you can imagine my delight. AAAAAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHH

You know, it wasn’t at all bad, though.

Went to see Elizabeth Brown’s work at Untitled after a sparsely attended Friday at the Red Cup and sans The Oz and Debster, who had another committment.

Elizabeth’s work was pretty cool.

I didn’t understand nor much like the main exhibitor, Ms. Sutton, who showed wierd photograpy technique to what seemed to me not much effect.

But the totems Elizabeth showed were brightly colored and heavily textured and I liked them much better. When she explained the groupings could represent people in small groups, it was like a flash. Eureaka! She was spot on. Little groups of art show clumps of people, leaning in to listen and craning their necks to see over the heads of the others what they are missing.

And, like people, some were attired in bright colors and others were more drab, but textured.

Elizabeth herself was also a work of art, I might add. She looked great with red, spikey hair, a golden, off the shoulder top and black leather miniskirt. YUM!!!

Heard some gossip, saw my hero and knew I was in the cool place, and ate some of the wonderful roasted pepper gnosh Laura put out, and made an exit.

The new Cafe do Brazil was a treat.

Between four of us, we only ordered two dishes: The Gary and Dano had chicken breast in white sauce and Tall Ed and I had Churrabasca Misto, a combo plate of pork, beef, chicken and sausage. Mine was really good and really too much for one person; Tall Ed took home half of his for lunch.

The Gary and DanO must have thought well of theirs because they both made “happy plates”.

The new 11th and Walker home of Cafe do Brazil is a HUGE step up. It looked great in yellow and blue and the main dining room has a tall vaulted ceiling. Soon, an upstairs patio bar with a great view of downtown will be open.

I highly recommend you give it a try.

Afterward, Tall Ed and I returned to Paseo. Tall Ed could find no “targets of opportunity”, extolled the virtues of living as if there were no tomorrow, and left early.

Not me.

I stayed for a couple of hours of Watermelon Slim and The Workers and enjoyed the company of Huda and Kat with a K and some of her friends. The band knocked the slats out of the place. Wow. Blues that makes you want to dance and boogie ’til the cows come home.

I also just have to mention that Brandi the waitress looked really great again. Her co-workers teased her that “the 80s are calling”, but I thought she looked really sexy and good.

Went home and went to bed a little after midnight. Life is good.