4 in the damn morning and my innards have just turned against me. Apparently the "Caliente Quesadilla Especial" and the IPA's I had for lunch at Baja are done pillaging my intestines and have decided its time for a swim. Not only have they come guns blazing to the pool, but they've brought heartburn, a headache and a runny nose with them. There wasn't much I could do. I woke up thirsty, that's all, just thirsty. Within minutes I was "runnin' for the border" and sittin' like a newbie lifeguard, while the big kids monopolized the deep end. Innocent victim I was. But man, ground beef, grilled chicken, chipotle, sour cream and jack cheese sure tastes good goin' down. Must've been the IPA.
At least it wasn't caused by Kikkoman!
Posted by: Lee | February 13, 2004 at 09:46 AM