Carne guisada. Tastes the best inside a fresh flour tortilla with shredded cheese on top. Found in south Texas where I grew up. I haven’t seen the name or likes of it anywhere else. It’s a cubed/chopped beef cooked in a gravy/sauce. Just divine.
Carne guisada. Tastes the best inside a fresh flour tortilla with shredded cheese on top. Found in south Texas where I grew up. I haven’t seen the name or likes of it anywhere else. It’s a cubed/chopped beef cooked in a gravy/sauce. Just divine.
Agree. If all 5 stars have day spas, then you basically need one to get the same rating.
I make damn good flour tortillas. After moving to Utah and being away from my family in San Antonio, I resorted to making my own food. I churn out tortillas regularly for weekend breakfast taco mornings with my wife. Chorizo, egg, potatoes, beans, cheese, and bacon all included. I even managed a decent green salsa…
Looks like he wasn’t quite the traveling Salsman.
Or braking while in the main lane before moving over to the middle lane to turn left.
My favorite game! Make the person behind me think I’m driving stick.
I just imagine they are towing invisible trailers.
Unpredictable driving behavior is easy to spot. They like to speed away from a stoplight and merge onto the highway then brake heavily and start cruising 10 mph under the limit with their blinker on for 2 miles in the right lane.
You’re right it doesn’t. I should add it’s useful when I come up on known unmarked cars, like Chargers or Tauruses (Tauri?).
My trick, so far it’s worked, is unmarked don’t have dealer license plate frames. It’s the easiest to pick out when coming up on a car.
A red Toyota Camry. Completely anonymous and frightening at the same time.
Agree. They can’t “Secure the cabin” until everyone is seated properly and carry-ons are stowed.
Bug infestations. The reason is one day after class, I come to my car and see I parked in an ant hill. There was limited parking because of construction and we had to park in a dirt lot nearby. I freaked out when I opened my door to my ‘98 Neon, and see a hoard of ants in the door jamb. I quickly hopped in and shut…
Where my grandma used to live was a bridge we had to cross. It’s a normal road and a normal bridge, except it’s about 20-30 ft down to the river. One crazy rainstorm in the late 90's the water level was just a foot below the bridge. It was scary to see to say the least. A few days later that bridge was taken away by…
You must be fun at séances.
Yes.
Yes.
But I’m going to see it just to make sure.