I woke up really early this morning, and can’t seem to go back to sleep. Work is going to suck.
Anyway, I’ve been surfing around GT! and the one of the conversations reminded me of my problem with burritos. Here is the story: (I’m guessing on the timeframe here.)
Apollo came to see his family here in Idaho in December of 2006. It turned out that his flight got cancelled because San Jose airport closed down. So the airline put him up in a hotel room near the airport for the night. So, I went over and got him and we went to get some dinner. We found a little taquerita in BODO (Boise Downtown, they’re trying to be cool). We each had a burrito and then we got some coffee from Moxie Java and went back to his room and watched a movie. I left around 9 because I had to work the next day. So, that night I had a really awful stomach flu and that burrito didn’t stay down.
Ever since then I’ve had a problem with the idea of eating a burrito like that. It’s really weird, because nasty ol’ Taco Bell burritos don’t bother me, but real ones cause my stomach to kinda flip even after more than a year.
So, I’m thinking about going to a taquerita for lunch one of these days soon and seeing if I can convince myself to buy and consume one and get over this. If it doesn’t work, there’s always the Subway next door.
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