I missed the big snow storm in DC, only to get caught up in a flood.
Tampa Florida is a lousy city to visit when there’s a monsoon going on. But there’s no way I’m going to be in Tampa and not get down to Ybor City. For those of you that don’t know, Ybor City is the historic/tourist district of Tampa. It’s got a rich history of resistance to various Cuban governments going back to the 1880′s. There’s tons of great Cuban food joints, and bars out the ass. Not that any of those things really matter in the grand scheme of things.
What really matters is Ybor City is one of the few places in the U.S. of A. where a guy can buy hand rolled cigars. As in hand rolled right in front of your very own eye balls. I’d have taken a picture of the scrawny old man that rolled mine, but the way he freaked the hell out over my cell phone ringing I decided it might be best to just pay my tab and get the hell out. No telling how hard he might have snapped if he thought I was trying to steal his soul with my evil cell phone camera.
I picked up 18 premium hand rolled stogies and am as happy as a puppy with two peckers right now. This is going to be a good weekend around the family fire pit.
