Mondays are hell. Blue Monday, the most depressing day of the year, is worse. Blue Monday is traditionally the third Monday of January and this year it is January 16.
Mordidas will be open Blue Monday from 5 to 11 pm to serve simpatico spirits. There is no waitress and the bartender/cook will probably be discretely inebriated.
Mondays are hell if you are working, the worst day of the week, the hardest one to get it up for. Blue Monday is worse.
Monday is hell if you are not working, the day when nothing happens because everyone (else) has a hangover and had to work. My employees here in Vallarta used to always have an excuse for not showing up on Monday morning. I gave up and just wrote it off to the celebration of “Santo Lunes.”
Mondays are depressing. Blue Monday is the most depressing of all Mondays.
Our menu is simple: We do not want to cook a whole lot on Mondays so we will serve leftovers and maybe pizzas.
Our drinks are always cheap. The featured drinks will be hair of the dog. Beer is 20 pesos. Well drinks are 25 pesos. Shelf drinks are not much more. Wine is 50 pesos or 180 for a bottle of fairly good, tho cheap, Chilean wine. No complicated drinks will be served unless you are easily amused.
Bartender/Waiter/Cook – Retardo
“I wish I was resurrected from the dead on Sunday so I had an excuse for taking off work on Monday.” — anonymous
“It is awful knowing that one seventh of our life will be wasted on Mondays.”
“You’re damn right, I’ve got the blues. From my head down to my shoes. I can’t win ’cause I don’t have a thing to lose.” — Buddy Guy
“I read in the newspapers they are going to have 30 minutes of intellectual stuff on television every Monday from 7:30 to 8, to educate America. They couldn’t educate America if they started at 6:30.” — Groucho Marx