growing in the goo

Over the past few years my family has become obsessed with Mexican food...it's all "oh, El Sarape this" and "El Sarape that." Though Mexican food makes go a runnin', it wasn't really my problem since I was living it up in D.C., keeping all of the Chinese food places in business.

We went out on Sunday to celebrate an occasion, and since 5 out of 6 J's love Mexican food, El Sarape was where we headed.

To make a long story short, I gamely got the steak fajitas, and they were absolutely tasty. And I had some of my older brother's mango chicken, and that was also tasty. For the first time ever I left a Mexican restaurant without feeling starved or dissatisfied.

Oh, and lately I've been guzzling carbonated water like it grows on trees. I used to hate that crap (I remember accidentally buying it at a rest stop in Italy senior year of high school and almost crying when I figured it out— too late — on the bus), but I learned to love it when I realized that it's just water made with "natural flavors" - no calories, sugar, fake sugar, or anything. I turned to it one day when the store was out of Sprite Zero.

So, I guess...some things do change, even when you think they're set in stone. What a delightful surprise!