Cada momento define el que viene después.
I’m a disgusting slob. I can’t have any food without getting myself and everything around me covered in whatever I’m eating. (Even, like, an apple will somehow create a mess that I’ll have to deal with for weeks.) This recipe is an attempt to try and create something good out of this chaos. (No, just kidding, it’s just a very gluttonous thing to do if you’re ever in San Francisco, hating yourself.) —Walter Green
P.S. I guess it doesn’t have to be at Taqueria Cancun, or even in San Francisco at all, but I’ve never tried it anywhere else. I take no responsibility for anything that happens if you try this somewhere besides Taqueria Cancun!!!!