Ok, some people will whinge and claim that this is MNMM #7 as the open sausage tar...PIE was actually #6 but that was a quickie and doesn't count. At least that's what Bill Clinton told the jury, right? Anyway, I kinda like creating the idea of people at a GTA-Con in the future arguing over which episodes should be counted and which were just sidelines. That's if they can count in future of course... I'm sure kids already think it goes something like: 4, 5, 6, 1, 2, 3, 7, 8, 9.
Anyhoo, I've just come back from a very short trip to America (fricken missed ComicCon by
this much). There's very little I love about America than the AWESOMEly manly food on offer. Don't get me wrong, there are so many things to love about the U.S. (tattooed chicks, sheer scale and their economy), but at the same time there are so many things to loathe (bigots, starbucks and their economy) - but I particularly love the absolute melting pot for culinary styles a place like Southern California can be. I hear the same about NY, Florida and so many other places as well - but this recent trip took me to LA, so guess what that means? Something quntissentially American... YEP! Mexican food. Strap in and hold on, 'coz Papi's makin' Chimichangas!