Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Well, I did it! I went back to my all-time favorite Mexican restaurant after an entire year away. It was the scene of the most hellish entrée of my life. To recap, please see this. Suffice it to say, my bean burrito platter had more than its requisite share of protein.
Anyway, the kids have been gently inquiring over the last year if I was ready to try again. This kind of cracked me up because THEY are the ones with the weak stomachs, refusing to eat around toddlers, being thoroughly grossed out when their friends chew with their mouths open across the table and reluctant to try foods that remotely resemble the animals they came from.
I had no intention of jumping back into the water so soon, but when one of my dearest friends called and said she and her husband and baby were already at the restaurant and asked if we wanted to join them, I had to act fast. We piled in the car, the kids giving me sympathetic looks as I broke into a little sweat and got the fake throw-up feeling in my mouth.
When we got there, we were led to the EXACT table where the incident occurred. I ordered something completely different from “my usual” and bravely dug right in. When Tom took my pic on his cell phone, I realized that it was exactly one year to the day from my fateful last visit.
Let’s just say, I’m baaaaaaaaaack! Dinner was fine.
I just wish I had kept those free appetizer certificates they so generously bestowed on me when I agreed not to sue.