See, Wahoo's is great when I "want" a fish taco, but what I *really* want is a sauteed tofu burrito.
See, Wahoo's is great when I "want" a fish taco, but what I *really* want is a sauteed tofu burrito.
LOVE Del Taco. They satisfy my fish taco cravings when I'm not near a Rubio's. Or a Wahoo's.
Yup.
BOYCOTT. (And this one hurts because I love jelly beans :{...)
Thanks for playing, sweetcheeks, but that's not how it works.
It's OK if you're not Carmen, or Rayon. But don't belittle women because they're something you're not.
In Ru's case, I think it's definitely old(er) person "tone deafness." Doesn't make it okay, doesn't excuse it, but it's not malicious.
I have nothing constructive to add to this discussion other than to say that rabbit meat is delicious and that the best rabbit dish I've ever eaten was at the Stinking Rose in Beverly Hills.
I'm a mouthy bitch. If I'd recognized her, I would have told her to pipe down, lest I take a crowbar to her other knee.
I also take credit for Sexican, which is how I describe myself.
The implications of this are *huge*. Imagine doctors growing a new liver or a kidney for a patient from their own cells. No more transplant lists, no more lengthy waits, and no more immunosuppressive therapy to keep the body from fighting the donated organ.
Sriracha is the best! It's so versatile!
I'm curious, which Denny's is that? I'm guessing it's somewhere in or near Hollywood. The one on Sunset and Gower, maybe?
See, I find it funny that a Fauxican eatery is launching a breakfast line that's basically a pretty blatant rip-off of Jack in the Box and McDonald's respective breakfast lines, when *actual* Mexican cuisine is renowned for its breakfasts. Huevos motuleños, huevos rancheros, huevos divorciados, machaca con huevo,…
Took the words right out of my mouth.
Re the Black Ninja Burger...
I can't even. I just. Yeah, I'm done too.
Funny story: when I was in law school, I did a couple of moot court competitions. During one competition, my team was coached by this really awesome, older woman who'd been practicing for a while and probably went to school at the height of the second wave.
Big floppy slices of pizza with good sauce, good mozz, and a couple of toppings (pepperoni+ usually, olives or mushrooms) make me incredibly happy.