So yesterday my friend Sarah and I decided to go to this Mexican restaurant that was recommended by a friend of mine.
We trekked down to La Villita and tracked down the place. The menu was almost entirely incoherent; I can usually pick out a handful of things that I can identify, but no luck this time.
We ended up fumbling our way through ordering some tacos made with cabrito (goat) which were amazingly good, as was the orchata.
But the best part is that we got our food to go (the place was absolutely packed) and they didn't give us a number like they did for everyone else. Somehow they just knew who it was for. I can only imagine...
We trekked down to La Villita and tracked down the place. The menu was almost entirely incoherent; I can usually pick out a handful of things that I can identify, but no luck this time.
We ended up fumbling our way through ordering some tacos made with cabrito (goat) which were amazingly good, as was the orchata.
But the best part is that we got our food to go (the place was absolutely packed) and they didn't give us a number like they did for everyone else. Somehow they just knew who it was for. I can only imagine...
No, I think I stick out my tongue in pictures because I never feel like they're taking a natural picture of me, so I might as well pose and try not to look good.
As for Meredith, she didn't stick her tongue out much, but that's a picture from when she was telling a really animated story. Our friend snapped pictures throughout the story, and that's my favourite from the series. And it so perfectly showed how I was feeling last night. Agitated happines exploding outward from my face. (BLAAGH!)