Oh, Holy Tacos.

Post-facto posting. Wrote lovely post which was unsurreptitiously eaten by Blogger. Grumpy.

Last night I had dinner with A. She was gracious about my being so very “late”. I thought she was held up at work, so I waited outside. She had somehow sweet-talked her incomplete party to a table. For thirty minutes we waited for each other, wondering if something terrible had happened, knowing that she's not the sort of gal to just stand me up. Nonetheless, dinner was lovely. Nuevo Laredo Cantina. Oh Holy Tacos, how I love you. Sigh. I must take a moment to think on the loveliness that is the Tacos Sagrado.

They are a special kind of wonderful. They even rival the fish tacos at Taqueria del Sol and those have no equal. I do appreciate a delicate blend of flavors and Holy Tacos win me over even TDS fish tacos. The grilled to a spotty dark brown where it made contact with the pan corn tortilla, melted white cheese, shredded cabbage, lightly spiced mashed potatoes and an oniony tomatillo sauce. It all blends together to create a most pleasurable meal. Add to that refried beans and yellow Mexican rice and my soul is comforted, well fed, and I am happy to be alive.

After dinner A. took me to see her and hubby J.’s new house. It is a mill worker’s house that they are live-in renovating. It will be super fantastich when finished. It’s pretty cool as it stands now, in all its disarray. They are such a lovely couple. I confess, I am jealous. Not in an evil green way, but in an “ah, wouldn’t it be cool if everyone had that” way.

Driving to DC this weekend to move the sister and her hubby. How is it that most of my weekend “road trips” take me to DC. Spending 21 hours in the car in a less than 72 hour period seems to be something I enjoy…