I swung by The Flying Burrito to grab a quick guac.

I was on my way back to work remotely, when I passed this intriguing Mexican restaurant, and jumped through stages of desire, denial, anger, and then resolution, as I decided people should be able to pop in for a quick app as they would a cup of coffee.

I really think there might be something wrong with me.

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I’d like to come back on a night where I can leisurely drink some margs, while contemplating some additional not-normal activity to regularly partake in.

Drifty Rank: 6/10 bowls of slightly stale chips.