Going to a restaurant my eyes are greeted with what could be described as a laundry list of food items. In many a developing country in the world this list of bountiful delights would be met with cries of joy and hungry mouths watering. For me it is but another list of things that do nothing for me. Tonight like every lonely night in my life I am the hunter. My prey? The perfect fajitas.
There are two things that constantly get in my way of the perfect fajitas. Price and shitty steak. If the steak is terrible/too thin/not tender enough I will be immediately annoyed. Furthering my annoyance is if the place charges for extra flour tortillas. Guess what, flour tortillas cost about 2 dollars for a stack of fifty at any grocery store. So why are you mother fuckers charging me 30 cents per tortilla extra. The mean starting point is usually 3 yet the bountiful amounts of steak, beans, and rice will push my demands for flour tortillas far beyond that number. This is a racket. Getting a bit more into price is that fajitas are the type of dish that is delicately priced at most places. Anything under 11 dollars and I'll in my mind tell myself I'm getting a good deal. Anything over 16 and they better be damn good. The reality is I'm probably getting ripped off either way. Could I make a whole fajita dinner for myself on the cheap? Yes...but I'm lazy.
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