A Bacaradi walk through time

Maybe because I am an historian, I love ads like this.

I like the last place he stops for the original mojito: 1862. I think my younger brother Jesse would too.



or maybe it's just because I like rum.

Update: Carmen and I went to the big and confusing city of Charlotte for our anniversary. We ate at a Latin American restaurant downtown where I had a Mojito. It was great!