The sad quesadilla.

I don’t have a Yelp account so I’ll go on tirade over here. It’s about a quesadilla from a restaurant called Spanglish on the corner of State and Harrison. It was a sad quesadilla. It had the lure of an ironing board. This sad quesadilla met the minimum requirement of being a called quesadilla. I […]


In a previous version of this site I had a blog that was pretty neglected most of the time. Today I am starting from scratch and declaring that I will publish at least once a week. This declaration is a commitment device. To save face I will make an effort to keep this promise.