Mas tarde with los bloggings I’ve become so. Realized yesterday I posted Memorial Day munch dos semanas late. If only it were like my Mexican co-workers claim “You’re more Mexican than we are” and I been getting a serious manana on. (Though I heed to the call of the caguama often and am forever picking […]Read More When tortilla – loosely translated – means serape.
While naked, the hot dog inarguably no other food stuff deems worthiness of the title of unofficial meat of The United States of America (thanks in no small part to Madison Avenue). To misquote The Great Tom T. Hall: “Hamburger’s too German Steak cost too much Turkey takes too long to cook ….I like beer.” […]Read More The Chi-Mex Hot Dogs of (early) Summer