Friday, April 15, 2016

Just one of those days

. . . I had the thought last night that if offered the chance, I just might sell my soul for a Cafe Rio pork salad.

Being in England for so long with not even the resemblance of good Mexican food does things to you.

Good thing the devil did not appear offering me one, because I might have been in trouble.

. . . Jacob must have been making Cafe Rio pork salad when Esau sold his birthright to him for that mess of pottage. It makes perfect sense.

I wouldn't blame him in the slightest.


  1. If I could send you one, I would. No one deserves to live without Cafe Rio pork salads.

  2. Your offer brought tears to my eyes. Seriously.

  3. we felt the same way when we were there. Mexican food is hard to come by, even mediocre Mexican food.