While we're on the subject of food
The Mission is dirty, and it's violent, and it's loud, and the crackheads shamelessly light up in front of me at the bus stop in broad daylight (that's a contact high I want to avoid) - but MAN ALIVE, the Mexican food is muy muy muy delicioso! It's become a Saturday morning tradition for Matty and I (along with the occasional roomate/houseguest) to eat a late breakfast at a particular authentic Mexican restaurant on the corner of our street. I'd tell you the name, but I've always been too distracted to look it up. It's that good.
I always order the Huevos Rancheros with either a cup of black coffee or (if I'm feeling loco) a Mexican Coke. Just LOOK at this delicious footage!
Soooooo good. And now back to my oatmeal. Weeeee.
