Today is mine and Husband’s favorite holiday.
No … really.
When we were in our early twenties, we started the tradition of going to a local Mexican restaurant that was within walking distance of the house he shared with another guy, and getting completely and totally drunk.
They had great margaritas.
We are simple people and simple things make us happy: cheap food, good salsa, hot chips and a strong margarita on the rocks. I’m a little sad that this year I won’t be able to partake, although I do plan to hit up some chips and salsa at the house.
I cooked on Tuesday, so I’m not feeling any pressure to cook again. It’s Thursday, after all.
Cinco de Mayo 2012, I look forward to you. We’ll get a sitter and go out to dinner … I’ll start planning it now.