Saturday, July 5, 2008
Oh. My. God. The Gordita Trailor...
We were the only people around who spoke English as their 1st language. (Always a good sign when you're eating an International cuisine)
The SUV in the corner blairs authentic music...whatever the chef likes.
Something really unusual...you order your food and they don't immediately ask for money. It's like they KNOW you will order more. Which we did.
Note: The Cokes are the real thing. "Mexican Cokes." Meaning, the sweetener is actual pure cane sugar...not HFC. (High Fructose Corn Syrup) It was quite the meal. If anyone was out of place, it was us.
Devin has done 180's on a few topics.
-She used to be scared of the carwash...now she demands it! "COLORS!" (You know...the candy-colored foam)
-Star Shoes (Sandals that used to make her scream for mercy)