

Later we had some quesadillas and tacos in Monterrey, next day too for lunch. Tacos and quesadillas, and after driving for 13 hours to get out of Mexico we were in Texas again, hungry and miserable, hopeless and angry. Nowhere to go at 3 am, we saw a "Taco Cabana" so we went in and ordered some disgusting shit. I tried to be good and order a salad. Bad choice. The lady that prepared it was so pissed off that i'm sure she spit on my lettuce. And she didn't use gloves (I wondered were those hands had been..)
I didn't eat it. So i'm still hungry and angry. Pipe and Rob order the most horrible meal I have ever seen. They got 12 breakfast tacos for 10 bucks. When they opened the tacos they looked like a ball of bad eggs in a flour tortilla. Smelled like crap. The other tacos had a ball of sausage inside wich looked like a throw-up. Rob ate two (can't believe it) and Pipe didnt eat any (which is a sign of how bad those were).
Anyways, as the days pass by I'm always on the look out for some smoked salmon, tuna salad, brie cheese with crackers, and from time to time a glass of some good merlot. That's how I keep myself alive in these vicious times.
1 comment:
you are one brave soul for eating that carne seca. just don't do it again. i know what kind of "meat" they use. ever heard of victims of el narcotrafico? yeah...LOL
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