Jolt Country

Carne adovada and eggs at Perea's New Mexican, ABQ.

It's like fuckin' Christmas Eve over here.

Breakfast: EATEN. It looked just like the picture, except I added a sopapilla, God's own fried bread. The adovada was still bubbling and sizzling on the plate when it came out.

REVIEW: Everyone, stop eating any other breakfast than this. It is pointless and you are wasting your life.

I am wasting my life. It's true.

Ben is going to go to New Mexico for all of us. He is washing our sins away, one Christmas breakfast at a time.

Weeeell, we're not, you know, moved in yet or anything.

You know. Anything could happen.

Reading this four years later, this thread made me cry.