It was obvious with one bite why Ari was obsessed with this place. It was the best thing I’d ever eaten. He munched on his five tacos happily as Maria herself continued to bring things to the table for the entire meal. I would normally never eat like this, but I did my best to stay in the moment. I would worry about the scale’s retribution when I got back. For now…I was having the perfect taco. With the perfect man. And our perfect friends. Life seemed pretty perfect.
