Last night was pretty awesome. We went out to The Holy Grill, an establishment owned by two Canadians and their wives. They offer a wide array of Western food, ranging from hamburgers to breakfast burritos and the creme de la creme: Mexican. Last night I gorged on nachos and a (pause for effect) chimichanga. It was perfectly fried, perfectly filled, and perfectly topped with perfect guacamole and perfect sour cream.
I just salivated.
I'm sure there was other stuff, like getting mad at an old fart taxi driver who wouldn't understand me even if I spoke perfect Korean, or leaving early because the smoke was literally suffocating, but I choose to focus on, celebrate, remember, and savor the chimichanga. Ahhhh.
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