Darn Pablo's

So... downstairs there are 2 dead chickens on the kitchen counter, a bottle of hand soap that looks like apple sauce, and I just inhaled the rest of a box of Cheerios (we're talking like 1/4 cup though). In other news I'm struggling to get my Christmas list together (I'm anal about lists being PERFECT - of course, my idea of perfect changes quite often) and I got a really cute plaid coat tonight! And a scarf (which I don't know how to wear) as well as a pair of glasses which I may wear just because they're cute even if they don't affect my vision much. Ugh. Also, my back/shoulder really hurts right now and I don't know why. It's kind of scaring me. It was like a 20 second thing and it's subsiding, but still.

*takes a deep breath*

Hello, how are you today? I hope your answer was positive. If not, I'm sorry and I hope your day improves :( :)

Now I will share with you some pictures from Don Pablo's. I took so many different variants (i.e. salsa with chips, chips and salsa by themselves, enchiladas with rice, enchiladas with corn bread) that it's hard to pick.


Salsa~! Somehow I didn't even get a picture of the queso, but there was some. Although it was a measly amount, despite the fact that 3 or 4 of us like it.


Yum big chips.


Lemonade.. whatever. It's just Minute Maid. It's funny how I've inadvertently become a connosieur of lemonade just by drinking it a lot. I mean, not really a connosieur, but I know if lemonade is good vs. mediocre. I guess it doesn't take a genius, but anyway..


Cornmeal.. Spoon Bread? Something like that. It tasted alright, but I was disgruntled because the waiter didn't even ask what we wanted on the side so it was automatic. I craved black beans!


Mama's Skinny Enchiladas. They were more like skinny siamese triplets because they were so stuck together. I dunno if that's not politically correct, but of course I don't mean anything by it.

They did end up looking like this as leftovers... do they still look like enchiladas to you?