I survived….

Another day of rampant gift giving at my office meant another day of me being the asshole without gifts to give. I think the rampant gift giving should be over for the week, since people started leaving tonight for vacation. Afterwork I joined friends at Uncle Julio’s for margarita’s and enchiladas. Know what? Enchiladas aren’t so bad without cheese or sour cream. But the cheesy chorizo dip the guy had next to me looked delicious. Now I remember what I’m describing when I say to people, “just don’t bring fried cheesy pork” when they ask me about keeping kosher.

Friend cheesy pork. I miss you so much.