| WEDNESDAY
APRIL 1, 2009 |
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Child of Mine |
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No
sooner had the National Statistics Institute
predicted a record number of births for this
year than four of my friends announced that
they had gone and joined the pudding club. Fine
with me - except for that moral superiority
that suddenly appears the moment the kid pops
out. Compared to nursing and raising a little
one, my nights out and non-relationships have
apparently become signs of a loose, immoral
lifestyle. You could almost forget who got knocked
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Regrettably,
these days being all about momshells and MILFs,
it's them and not me who are in tune with the
zeitgeist. But just as I was about to go and
hang myself in a nursing strap at Prenatal,
then I stumbled into this little lifesaver in
Barrio Gótico.
Appropriately named after my favourite boozing
non-mother, Blondie has been serving up cheap
cocktails since last fall. Like many other watering
holes in the area, this chic little den by Plaça
del Pi is tiny but, refreshingly, there's nothing
touristy or studenty about it.
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Thankfully you won't hear much talk about
diaper rashes or latching problems, either.
And after a quick refueling stop here,
I might actually just about manage an
encouraging "oh no, you hardly smell
of baby barf at all".
Blondie
C/ Roca 14, Gótico
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