good times

To a Texan, which is the bigger problem: more chips than queso OR more queso than chips? I'll admit this question is a bit tricky. Think about it; I'll reveal my response at the bottom of the post.

I write this following one of the best weekends ever. We got to celebrate S.'s birthday on Friday, spend some quality time at the lake on Saturday, spend some quality time at the pool, and spend some quality time with BBQ. And, I only had to put in eight hours at the office. I woke up yesterday morning, almost unable to move, such was the intensity of Saturday's swimming and volleyball playing.

I am blessed with incredible friends, who for reasons passing understanding choose to allow me in their presence. My friend A. made for me perhaps the best coffee of my life yesterday evening. Sure, it followed a satisfying meal of brisket and an afternoon of watersport, so there is an intrinsic psychological factor. However, this should not detract from the quality of the beverage itself, which had a rich, dark and deep flavor absent any trace of bitterness, infused with properties to soothe both body and soul. It was A.'s best effort to date, and a memory that is a bright star against a backdrop of faded constellations.

As a bonus, the work week began well. A co-worker, famous for her queso, brought in a batch to share. Nothing like starting off your Monday with some chips and queso. Which brings us back to the original question.

Neither is a problem. If you run out of queso, you go back to the salsa. If you run out of chips, it's time to break out the spoon.