Spanish Days

the virtual bartenders around here really know their brandy, their Cognac, and regularly impress the pants off workaday drinkers.

as in, top-of-the-line vanishing tricks pre-ordered from Ireland, plus certain acres of musty emerald pasture that’re exactly what your head smells like.

only fancy people receive mail on Sundays: packages delivered by postal workers wearing updated pith helmets, causing them to resemble the 14 th Duke of Mandas.

for six months, the 14 th Duke of Mandas was out hunting on safari.

the Duke of Mandas, like all true Spaniards, despised the taste of Cognac.