Instead of a breakfast shindig for my coworker's 40th, we're having a burrito bar. This combines two of my favorite things: "Burrito" and "Bar." Assuming I don't get screwed on Tuesday by my civic duty a.k.a. jury duty, I'll be bringing a large quantity of al pastor from Mercado Loco as my contribution to the festivities.
This is the kinda shizzle that almost makes Furlough Fridays worthwhile.
This is the kinda shizzle that almost makes Furlough Fridays worthwhile.
