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Yesterday after church, we went to eat at a non-fast food place. The company was delightful. The chips, salsa and queso were bottomless. Non-Fast were the operative words here--we didn't leave till 2:00 and that meant naptime was about over!
Something was lost in the translation, I suspect. I ordered a chicken Quesadilla. Then a overheard a few of our party ordering sides and I thought--I want a side that is not rice and beans. So I asked the server if I could have a side of steamed veggies.
And she said sure.
English is not her native language.
I got an order of steamed veggies as a side. I took a bite of my lumpy, bumpy, apparently chicken and cheese filled tortilla. The chicken had a funny taste. And texture. The white stuff turned out to be cauliflower, not chicken
Apparently, all unaware, I changed my order to steamed veggies on the side. And an order of steamed veggies inside my non-chicken quesadilla.
Bleh. I do not recommend it!
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