Friends of OSS GitPOAP Lunch in BA

Four friends sat down at Don Julio’s domain, Vowing they’d lunch, not start a champagne campaign. Then laughter erupted, no holding it back. Before you knew it, they’d Colfax’d the apps. Empanadas? Sure. Provoleta? Why not? If it sizzles or melts, it’s already bought. “Medium rare!” someone cried mid-debate, As Malbec refills sealed everyone’s fate. The waiter just grinned - he’s seen this show, Four happy conspirators, muy contentos, aglow. Forks down, bellies full, takeout bags in rotation. Four hearts even fuller, bound by celebration.