He gets anxious around people. And traffic. And chicken. (No joke.)
We went to this nummy new Mexican restaurant called Chichen Itza thanks to Emily because her glorious little non-profit provides loans to small businesses so that they can exist. And serve us with incredible food.
That last thing there is a cheese wedge filled with ground meat and tomatoes and onions sitting in a delicious tomato/cheese sauce. You eat it with tortillas. And then your eyes roll back in your head and you moan.
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