the things i will do for tacos

On top of having to un-button my pants at the dinner table, going home for thanksgiving also equals reunions with long lost high school friends. This year, I had the pleasure of attending some of Cypress's finest bars with Tadych, Maria, Fahad and the like. And when 2 o'clock rolled around, and Watson's kicked us out, Fahad, a food-lover like myself, changed my life when he took us to a 24-hour taco truck.  Unfortunately, the harsh winds that came with the recent cold front were determined to run us out as we waited for what felt like days, with no bathroom, a dangerous rooster looming overhead, and only our team huddle to keep us warm.

It ended with victory though.