I've never ever seen a radish come with Mexican.The radish is the hallmark of being built for a white guy that can't handle actual spice.
Make them. Don't you grow jalapeños?I wonder where I can get decent nachoes around here...
Make them. Don't you grow jalapeños?
What you're talking about is pico de gallo. It is quite delicious, though I prefer serrano or habanero to jalapeno, though.
Fair enough. Call it "salsa fresca" I suppose.no. no im not.
picco de gallo is tomatoes, lime juice, cilantro, red onion and jalepenos. Its something entirely different.
This stuff is pickled/marinated radishes, carrots, onions, and jalepenos. Its bright orange.
excluding mom and pop places, which are far superior to most anything, where else can you get a "fresh" sandwich.
Besides, jimmy johns has sprouts. sprouts are awesome.
Not a fan of JJ
excluding mom and pop places, which are far superior to most anything, where else can you get a "fresh" sandwich.
Besides, jimmy johns has sprouts. sprouts are awesome.
Unlikely. I have an iron stomach.
The only time I ever regretted eating something was when I stole an Alli pill from my mother in law before taco night, just for grins. It was like I greased up my bunghole and then ate 4 sleeves of olestra pringles.
My mother in law is not what you would call "petite". She took these pills because she thought they'd help her lose weight, but she wouldn't alter her diet to eliminate the side effects (Alli half works to block digestion of fat, half works as a behavior modification therapy, 'cause shitting yourself is no fun). She was living with us at the time, because the wife was still working, and the crotchfruit needed cheap daycare.Holy faaaaaawk OMG moar shat stories pleeeeease
My mother in law is not what you would call "petite". She took these pills because she thought they'd help her lose weight, but she wouldn't alter her diet to eliminate the side effects (Alli half works to block digestion of fat, half works as a behavior modification therapy, 'cause shitting yourself is no fun). She was living with us at the time, because the wife was still working, and the crotchfruit needed cheap daycare.
So, she threw the Alli out one night, and I thought, "hey, let's see what it does, I mean it's OTC after all...". So, I took a dose.
We had tacos that night, and things seemed relatively OK until around 7 the next morning. Instead of a morning shit, I had a morning mudslide. It wasn't normal. This was like the cold grease you find left in pizza boxes the next day. Wiping was more like smearing vaseline on a window - you can push it around, but it's not coming off. I finally just douched in the shower, swore myself off trying any more expensive OTC medication, and got ready for work - in my khaki pants.
At work, we were writing a report for release and were in a review process (then called "Azkaban") where the colonel would go line by line through the report to make sure it said what he wanted it to say. So, I was sitting in the conference room, running numbers when I felt a little squirt. I'd sprung a leak! Instead of finishing my sections on mean time between unscheduled maintenance, mean time between failures, and mean time to repair, I covered the seat in my car with my car cover, drove home, and spent the rest of the afternoon wishing I could give myself a fucking purple-power degreaser enema.