Our dining experiences have been very dull these last few months. It has been months since Gary and I ordered a pizza. For some reason I got a yen to have a date night and order something other than fast food.
As soon as I opened that mental door, my belly growled, “ME WANT FAJITAS.”
“Hm,” I mused, “Fajitas might be good. Where would — ”
“FAJIIIITAAAAS!’ the belly demanded.
I set Gary on an on-line hunt for fajitas. “I think Applebee’s has them.”
While I know that I have had steak, chicken, and shrimp fajitas at Applebee’s, Gary couldn’t find them on the delivery or pick-up menus.
“Try Friday’s,” I said, while the belly sang a little song about “F-A-J-I-T-A-S, FAJITAS ARE THE BEST.”
Gary looked and said, “Friday’s doesn’t have them either.”
“LIAR” said Belly.
“That’s so odd,” I said.
He said, “I think maybe it’s the presentation? You know how they always bring them out on that really hot pan? Maybe for the true fajita experience they have to warn you that the pan is hot.”
I talked the belly into Mu Shu Pork, instead, but still, how obstinate is my belly for picking the one food I can’t order?
4 responses to “Fajitas”
Not to go too far out on a limb, but did you try any Mexican restaurants? I’m certain they would have been able to satisfy that craving!
Trisha – no, because 1. we were looking for a place with a diverse menu in case Gary didn’t want Mexican, and 2. To get Mexican delivered or Curbside we would probably have to go through Door Dash or GrubHub, and Gary has some type of resentment toward both. Something about payment or benefits or something.([moments layer]But, had I checked GrubHub I could have gotten exactly what I wanted delivered from Applebee’s. Perhaps I can have sneaky GrubHub Fajitas next time he is out of the hose.)
Yes, balancing the needs of others does make it harder. Especially when there are multiple other types of needs to balance. I’m still pulling for you to get fajitas soon!
Trisha – the plan is afoot for fajitas very soon.