First story of '10

Alright, I have slacked... but here is something... My buddy Jess moved to London. Here is his story:

"I had my plane ticket to london and everything and was being all sad about leaving, and i was also kind-of stoked about being sad about leaving which is was a strange and pleasant feeling. So I barted over to the mission for "My Last Burrito." But I wasnt sure which place to go, El Farolito for Carnitas or La Taqueria for steak. Decided last second on La Taqueria and I tell the guy that I almost went to El Farolito but La Taqueria is #1 in the planet. The guy says, "Psh. Why you wanna go over there? It seems like a dirty place to me." haha and i said they got bomb carnitas over there but you guys got the best asada. and he shrugs and says, "hm."

I sit down with my corona and await my burrito and I realize that the guy that took my order is clearly the owner of La Taqueria due to his age and the fact that he was all over the kitchen doing a little bit of everything and telling people what to do. He comes over to my table and drops off a carnitas taco that I did not order. "You think their carnitas is good? Try this." Ho-lee shit. It was like a dream. Without a doubt the best pig Ive ever eaten. I was on the verge of tears! When my asada burrito was ready he comes by and sits and bullshits with me. I tell him that his taco was a spiritual experience and this is my last mexican food before going to England. "oh man, youre screwed! Boiled potatoes!" haha! )"

Loved the story enough to make me realize I miss y'all and hope people can start posting 'whatever' again.

jer