I woke up this morning thinking about Torchy’s Tacos. I love their tacos, and they are so ample that one is all I need. Well, one and some queso. You have to try their queso. Plus, the tacos have cute names like Tipsy Chick, Trailer Park Trashy, and The Hogfather. But, this is not what I want on my mind before my first cup of coffee.

Bob had already gone to play pickleball when I awoke this morning. This gave me plenty of time to refocus. He is a morning person. My best time of day is to be determined. We are zeroing in on 10 am until 2 pm, but it can fluctuate or not really happen at all. I’m a low energy person, but I will rally for Torchy’s Tacos.

By the time Bob came home from pickleball, I had managed to put Torchy’s far from my mind. We sat down to talk, and I wanted to share a revelation that I had about my need to cut down on caffeine, which seems strange because that is one of the things that energizes me. So, I started to inform him with an opening of, “Okay, so…”

Bob replied, “Queso?”

And that’s how we ended up at Torchy’s for lunch. It’s like it was meant to be, and the queso, as always, was amazing.