la michoacana - mexican grocery store, meat market, & taqueria.

one of my least favorite aspects of eating out is havin' to listen to the zombie-chatter that surrounds me. here, this is not a problem. usually the only english i hear is done by one of the cashiers, who are kinda bi-lingual. (which is way better than where i'm standin'. i can barely speak english, let alone spanish.) so, except for that of my own creation, there ain't no mindless nonsense bein' comprehended over here, mister. none whatsoever. and for me, this is great. but, on the downside, this here language barrier makes it difficult to place my order. in my head, this battle is well worth it. even if i wanted to pay attention to what my fellow patrons were sayin', i probably couldn't. my hearin' ain't so good, and this place constantly blasts tejano mucic, as broadcasted from a local hispanic radio station. and that's just freakin' awesome. i love me some accordion when paired with a horn section. also, there's a t.v. facing the dining section's eight tables, tuned to a local hispanic channel. this means gettin' to see women with half their body showin' and tons of absurd surrealist images.

now let's move onto the food.

they got lots to choose from, but i ain't sure what alot of it is. i know what some of it is. they got fajita style beef, chicken, pork, tongue, beans, and tamales. the basics. they've also got many other things to choose from. i don't ever see anything yuck, but i do see a handful of things that i ain't so sure of. for example, they got what seems to be french-cut green beans with some red colored somethin' or other mixed in. now, is that somethin' or other good, or is it nasty and gonna cause me to not eat it and have to buy somethin' else, so i ain't hungry for the rest of the day? who knows? not me, that's who. and i ain't findin' out neither.

i've had the cow tongue, and that was ok. i still ain't had the beef strips or the chicken. and i could eat their pork tamales until i puked and died. but, what i usually get is 2 to 3 pork soft tacos with grilled onions, cheese (blanco, of course), and green sauce. through coming here, i've come to realize the greatness of green sauce. LONG LIVE SALSA VERDE. they'll ask if you want some fresh cut onions and cilantro. they always seem confused when i tell'em i don't want these things. one time the cook told me it makes the taco taste so much better. (this i do not believe). also to choose from at the self-serve condiment bar, they have pico, a few different kinds of sauces, and these nasty lookin' green pepper things. with my meal, i usually drink one of them itty bitty 8oz. cokes in a glass bottle. this is the only pace in town to get a single glass bottle of coke. yeah, they cost more than a can of coke, and have less coke, but bein' a creature of habit, i get one almost every time i eat here. soon, i might build up enough courage to order one of them big ol' iced milk concoctions isee so many folks order. we'll see.

now's wheni hopefully get to sit in my usual spot. the last seat on the right, next to the drink coolers. i feel this is the best spot because i can see the t.v., and sittin' next to them coolers feels mighty nice. once seated, i inhale my food as fast as i possibly can, then i read. usually i have around 20 to 30 minutes of readin' before my time in heaven has expiered, and i return to the hell that is my work.