More reasons to love people...and enchiladas

I'm feeling much better today. It's amazing how healing an evening out with good friends and some EXCELLENT Mexican food are. We went to a little Tex/Mex hole in the wall called Rafa's where everything tasted AMAZING. The queso and margaritas alone were worth the trip to Dallas!

Also, because everything in Rafa's is very close together, I was practically sitting in the guy's lap next to me, which was not very enjoyable other than the conversation I was forced to "hear" was pretty amusing.

Here's the scene:
A Man sits next to me, his 4 year old mute child next to him, his mousy wife beside the four year old. At the head of the table is a high chair that holds another eerily silent child (who is old enough to eat pizza at a Mexican food restaurant, but young enough to sit in the high chair). Across from the man sits an elderly couple, the man's in-laws who obviously have never seen authentic Mexican food before and are horrified (as demonstrated by their facial expressions) that each food item is only a slightly different shade of yellowy brown and that all of it is touching.

Man: ...yeah it's supposed to look like that. Is it spicy?

In-Laws: (nod in unison)

Man: That's because they put jalapenos in it.

Children and wife: (blink, blink)

Man: In Spanish they say that hot food is caliente.

wife: (glances at husband)

Man: Oh. I mean calor. That's temperature hot. Like the weather. Caliente means... you know..

All: (blink, blink)

Man: You know... (gesturing loudly with arms)

All: (blink blink)

Man: Well, it means something sexual.

All: (look down at their plates)

Me: (biting the inside of my cheek, trying so so so so hard not to laugh out loud)

Man to in-laws: (in a flat, emotionless tone) Yeah. We are sure sad that you guys have to go back tomorrow... Yep. We sure are sad about that.

(and scene)

After dinner we "accidentally" ended up at Milwaukee Joe's for ice-cream, even though we were way too full for flan and sopapillas.

What?

I can't help it if we spotted it from the side of the road, pulled the fastest u-turn in the history of u-turns and HAD to go in since Milwaukee's has some of the BEST ice-cream on the planet. I can't help it that we needed to taste every single flavor before choosing one. I'm a productive member of society, folks. As a teacher, my ass is required to be double the size of my bust. It's the law. Besides, some things are just expected.

Anyway, we had a great night, and I went home to dreams of pastel tortillas and successful English train experiences, luggage and all.