Now that I have secured the bootleg empanadas, I think we're all set for vacation.
Yep, I bought contraband empanadas today. I met a man who spoke no English except "calamari" as he passed me the aluminum pans in secret. I paid cash--dealers in picadillo don't take plastic--and I drove off with four dozen pillows of fried heaven in the trunk of my car.
I don't care how it looks. Don't judge.
It is going to be an absolutely delicious vacation....
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Contraband empanadas. That's just so freakin' thrilling. But then I got excited when I heard Ralph's had Jennie O ground turkey for $1.99 a package. What happens to us women after we give birth? It's kinda tragic. Actually, it's embarrassing. All the same, I must admit I feel that thrill when I hear the words "contraband empanada".
I sure hope some of those empanadas make it until Saturday evening!!
Please try and save me just one! Just knowing they were sold on the sly makes them sound so much more yummy!
OMG I realize I am a loser for admitting this, but these might be the serious best things I've ever had...
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