I Dream of Corn Tortillas

Last night I dreamt of corn tortillas. Of course I wanted to get tacos today. I went to find the taco truck in the park but it wasn’t there. There was a food truck selling fruit and elote, but it wasn’t all that satisfying. So I drove to HEB, parked in their crowded parking lot, and bought a stack of warm freshly made tortillas and also all the fixings.

This usually happens to me whenever I get ready to travel. I want to eat everything in the place I’m leaving, and in Houston there’s obviously a lot of amazing stuff to eat. I always end up missing the food – and the birds.

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