Quile-ing Me Softly

For breakfast today, we ate a heaping pile of chilaquiles, which is a pretty good dish. Mexican and Vietnamese are my 2 favorite cuisines. But today, Jose put some extra picante-love in these chilaquiles because now they're quile-ing me from the inside. And not softly like the title suggests. It's muy violente. I foresee this gut-bashing to require 6 games of Tetris instead of my normal 5.

On another note, the days are getting shorter, the air is getting colder, swell is rolling in, and the cliffs are finally breaking! I love this stuff. Even better, the snow season will be on us faster than a Bangkok hooker on Friday night. Yow!