Oh For Goodness Sake I Need Help.
I desperately need help. This is why.
I went to our local gem of a restaurant today to pick up "take away" comestibles.
The place is
I was in search of a steak quesadilla; half for me and half for my friend Jack C. who loves them.
At Reyna's my mind and my tongue parted ways.
I ordered a "Steak Taqueria" . The server looked confused and again asked me what I wanted,
I repeated, "a Steak Taqueria".
She asked "a Steak Taco?"
I looked at the wall mounted menu, and the light dawned.
The cafe is a Taqueria. What I wanted was a Steak Quesadilla!
Dear ones, have pity on me! (and giggle a bit)
But rejoice that I live "just around the corner" from Reyna's Taqueria where the food is always superb; and the staff members are adept when faced with old coots such as I.
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