Today I am grateful for fish burritos. We have a great restaurant in our region that’s in an old train station.
They have wonderful outside seating, with chairs big enough for my ass to breathe and not think it’s on a puddle-jumper-flight-to-hell. The outside area is covered so it can pour pitchforks or be bright and sunny and you are automatically protected.
Sometimes while you’re sitting there having lunch, a train comes past on the opposite track, transporting you back to a long ago time when train travel was popular in our country. I wish it still was. We pretended to be in Salzburg, Austria today. My husband’s never been there so I explained the streets and gardens to him. He gets to pick where we’ll go next time.
But the best are the fish burritos. Someday I might try something else, but then I think of that fish burrito, blackened, wrapped with red cabbage and a slightly spicy sauce and I just can’t do it. Today it was so satisfying, along with the side salad with all home grown veggies, that I ate the salad and half the burrito and took the other half home. I’m grateful I can have it again tomorrow. Yummmmmmyyyyyyy!