Friday, December 30, 2005
Blaming the British
I am pissed and I think that I will blame the British. I know this is unreasonable and my woes probably have nothing to do with them but I have to blame somebody.
I have had one of those hungers for a certain food. I am sure that most everyone has had this happen to them before. Nothing else fills this hole in my gut. I have been hungry for some barbacoa.
Barbacoa is not a Spanish name for Bar-B-Q but a dish made with the cheek meat from a beef head. It is put in a flour tortilla and made into a taco and it is pure heaven. Now with the mad cow disease worries, the head is destroyed in the packing plants and so barbacoa is a food of the past. But damn am I hungry for it.
The first case of Mad Cow that I heard of was in England so rightly or wrongly, I blame them. Damn them and their damn fish and chips. Maybe I will try to assuage my hunger with a bowl of menudo and see if cow guts can get beef heads off my mind.