Me encanta la comida mexicana.

Oh yes, I said it...I love to eat Mexican food! OLE'!!!!!! You can't deny that as you look at this picture you are thinking the exact same thing. What is it about Spanish/Mexican food that makes me weak in the knees and unable to control myself every time it's mentioned or suggested as a stop for dinner? Is it the spicy goodness of it's salsas and sauces? Is it the huge amounts of cheese used to garnish EVERYTHING? Or the lovely libation called a Margarita that keeps me coming back for more? ALL OF THE ABOVE!!! Amanda and I will be visiting a local authentic restaurant today for some yummy goodness. And it's pretty sad how excited I am about this. I simply can't wait for the work day to be over so I can go fill my belly to it's limits and then feel miserable the rest of the day. Of course I will order a bowl of the cheese dip...that white cheese that melts in your mouth and quite frankly so good you could drink it. I could live off of that stuff. It's so good if someone told me it was made out of worms and dirty socks I would still eat it. Then onto a Maragarita...or two...or three and then probably an Enchilada (with that oh so good red sauce) or a Chimichanga smothered in the cheese dip. Tacos are okay but I'm sorry they are like the outcast of the family when it comes to the rest of the menu. Afterwards, of course I'll be complaining about how much I ate and how I ate too fast...blah blah blah...but you know it's always worth it. And I'm not talking about these fake restaurants like Qdoba and Tumbleweed. That is NOT real Mexican food and I laugh when people say, "Let's go get Mexican! " and then they stop at one of the aforementioned places. Now I will say that I like both of those places but it's NOTHING like the real thing...servers who can barely speak English and laugh and smile at whatever you say. GRACIAS!