One more thing

Wes and I being completely kid free and tired of eating left overs decided to treat ourselves to dinner out last night. There is a tiny Mexican restaurant near us that he's had lunch at a couple times. They (according to him) have an outstanding lunch buffet. Now, I'm a little picky about Mexican food. I'm a bit spoiled there thanks to my extended family from south of the border. I don't do Tex Mex, and I will pick apart most mexican restaurants for how unauthentic they are. There by spoiling the experience for myself and anyone with me. But, we took the chance and went to El Rosarito. I felt very at home. The servers spoke with the familar accent and even told us what it was we'd like best. The only thing missing was telling me I needed to eat more. The carne asada was perfect and I already know what I'll get the next time. Its not quite the home cooked tacos and enchiladas I'm used to, but its pretty close. It even came with screaming in Spanish in the kitchen. Come visit me and I'll take you. I'm just sorry we didn't think about it when mom and dad were here.