To the ‘burbs that is. Unofficially of course. Even though we haven’t bought a house yet, the move is imminent. And it’s gotten me thinking. A lot. Not about a new life in a much bigger house or the extended commute. No, I’m thinking about the local restaurants we’re going to lose. And one hurts me more than all the others.
And although I’ve always taken great issue with the fact that people travel a little too far and wide to stand in line for 45 minutes for soft tacos, my annoyance for said line is disappating quickly with the knowledge that this little taqueria won’t be a 2 minute drive from my house.
So while I’m counting down the days until we move out of our first home together, I’ll be counting how many times I can make it to Taqueria before we move up to suburbia.
I’m thinking three times a week over the next 4 weeks should do the trick.