We really love Mexican food. It might be our very most favorite.
So when the craving struck on Friday, we sped to Pancho’s. Jake grew up eating here! So it tastes like a memory and like delicious.
I always get the chicken enchiladas. Jake always gets the bean-y tostadas plus a quesadilla. (I totally should’ve gotten a quesadilla, too.)
We talked about life-changing gelato, cinnamon-sugary ice cream toppings, and how after dinner we’d need a nap.
We ate our meals like total champs. Clean plate club.
If only every Friday was date night. That’d be the most fun.