[Write about your favorite food. No limits.]
The best thing I could possibly eat, hm...
One of my favorite foods is tacos. And a secret haven of the best tacos I've ever had is in Elgin. A little flea market we once inhabited, but in the corner lies an unassuming restaurant. The carne asada is of heavenly flavor, the tortilla is just the right size and bursting with the flavorful meat. The cheese is thick, loosely strewn, and incredibly good, and the entire experience is garnished with the awesome lime juice to round it out and give it just the right punch. These are the greatest tacos ever, and I know my stuff when it comes to them. I once had them with Jarritos Limon, but the carbonated soda sucked away the flavor and left my mouth dry. Perhaps it'd be better to eat them without anything to drink. I love beautiful scenes, and the pink comforter over the window in my room provides a heavenly rose light pouring warmly into the space. Sitting calmly in my room, as the light begins to enter and the morning begins to rise, eating those tacos, perhaps with a lovely YouTube video to watch...I can think of no better scene.
The best thing I could possibly eat, hm...
One of my favorite foods is tacos. And a secret haven of the best tacos I've ever had is in Elgin. A little flea market we once inhabited, but in the corner lies an unassuming restaurant. The carne asada is of heavenly flavor, the tortilla is just the right size and bursting with the flavorful meat. The cheese is thick, loosely strewn, and incredibly good, and the entire experience is garnished with the awesome lime juice to round it out and give it just the right punch. These are the greatest tacos ever, and I know my stuff when it comes to them. I once had them with Jarritos Limon, but the carbonated soda sucked away the flavor and left my mouth dry. Perhaps it'd be better to eat them without anything to drink. I love beautiful scenes, and the pink comforter over the window in my room provides a heavenly rose light pouring warmly into the space. Sitting calmly in my room, as the light begins to enter and the morning begins to rise, eating those tacos, perhaps with a lovely YouTube video to watch...I can think of no better scene.
Was yesterday seen as my one soul's sweet longing.
But time, for its honesty, showed me my niche,
And physical beauty, I lack.
Shadows and moonlight, wistful embrace,
Was 'fore that day known as my spirit's great need.
Reason and hope intervened and I learned that
a creature of darkness, I'm not.
And only today, in bright blessed faith,
Is knowledge then known of my self and its nature.
All of the old things are living and true,
and in them I'm whole now, and new.