Today I had Pechuga de Pollo Sudada, chicken breast and potatoes in a tomato and green onion sauce at my friend Franjo's house.

Franjo lives in a house that used to be a casino and for whatever reason, he has left most of the rooms to look like they're still a casino. His wife has also done this thing where each room is supposed to resemble a different place, so they have a Moroccan room, a Colombian room etc.

I find the entire setup to be very bizarre but amusing at the same time. Also, Mr Franjo has a shitload of cars, so when you get to his house, you'll get the impression that there is a party going on, yet once inside, you find that it's just him and his wifey.

We washed down our meal with a couple of brews while Franjo and I chopped it up about the city of Conakry (Franjo wants to live there for a year or two), women 'the scene'.
Tonight I invited Franjo over for dinner and promised to cook Trout Filet with hollandaise sauce and rice.