Mexicali

Upon entering Mexicali I saw a busboy dumping a huge basket of tortilla chips into a warmer, and I though, oh here we go again another Mexican place that fakes how good they are. Lucky for them I was pleasantly surprised.

Although my waiter seemed to be one of the stupidest in his profession, which in my opinion is saying something, the food was really quite delicious. The menu was expansive with pages upon pages of options- something for everyone or just way to much to choose from. I decided to stick with the lunch menu so my fellow diners didn't get upset over the length of time it would take to narrow down and figure out what I wanted. Even the lunch menu has something for everyone... from a soup and salad pansy option to the gluttonous 1/3 lb "Mexi burger". I decided to go with something called the _insert Spanish adjective here_ cobb burrito.

I was slightly annoyed that they didn't keep the homemade chips flowing ( yes they were homemade) but it could have been that I insulted the waiter and his ability to remember drink orders. (Is it that hard to remember that the one person without the drink must have been the one that ordered the water?), but we really didn't reach the end of the basket till the food came. Come to find out _Spanish adjective_ Cobb Burrito meant, bleu cheese, squirts of guacamole, tender chicken chunks and something I've decided to call MexiRanch. I once again started to judge the place as one of those fake restaurants that healthy up everything, but after looking around the table I realized that maybe my reading of menu items descriptions should venture deeper than looking for chicken and guacamole in the list. Everyone else around the table had very traditional, and by traditional I mean fat American traditional, Mexican food.

In the end, my breath reeked, my stomach was full and my taste buds were happy... I really couldn't ask for more. If I did stars it would get a 3 out of 5.

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My world might be crubbling

It's a sad dark day for the United States indeed when they have to release news like this...

Workers at Mother's Cookies were told earlier this month that the company is shutting down for good and cookies will no longer be made. Now who's going to make those delicious frosted animal cookies? An American original bites the dust

The company filed for Chapter 11 bankruptcy last Monday. Their distribution plants in Ohio and Canada are closed forever. The private equity firm that owned Mother's blamed rising fuel and ingredient prices. (http://www.nationalledger.com/artman/publish/article_272623200.shtml)

For the history of this fabulous cookie company check out this link:

http://www.foodlocker.com/motherscookies.html

R.I.P. Mother's Cookies... my special milk and cookie moments will not be the same without you...

Meet the Fat Girls- Michelle

So I'm sure you're asking yourself who would start a blog that calls out their eating habits and their size? My answer: two girls who are (far too) passionate about food. So here's a bit about me.

Michelle- I am 20-something SWF (single white female for those of you that aren't acronym savvy) who has unrequited love for food. The most common thing that comes out of my mouth when mentioning a location is "oh my gosh did you ever eat at..." Some may say i drown my emotions in food, but really I think that eating is a pleasure, a treat and something that breaks up the normal and boring mundane of life. I am constantly photographed with food either in my mouth, hanging out my mouth or somewhere within the frame- and yes i do consider this a talent. I think the most important thing to reallly know about me is that I eat like carbs are going out of style...