Tex-Mex
I just a burrito that was too beautiful to live. Alyssa was meeting a friend for dinner, so I was on my own. I got back from the playtest lab and proceeded to fry up some ground beef, on the verge of turning, with onions and hot sauce. Then I piled on two kinds of cheese, onions, refried beans, black olives, sour cream, and salsa. It took two tortillas to handle it all. I made Tristan play Enino Morricone's The Ecstasy of Gold while I ate it. The song had just begun its crescendo when my package of pure flavor started to disintegrate in my hands. The burrito wasn't meant long for this world, but provided joy in it's journey through the world. God-speed, Giant Burrito, I'm sure we'll be seeing each other again soon.