On Monday, however, the men's sub-director invited the caregivers out for tacos. I thought we were going to the restaurant down the street, but we stopped short at a taco stand run by two friendly women neighbors. I felt it would be too rude to say no.
My Digestive Process

Monday, 12:30pm: Consumption of two delicious chicken and cheese quesadillas
Monday, afternoon: Tacos sitting well, but food poisoning never seems to set in 'til the next day so I'm not counting my eggs before they hatch.
Tuesday, 5:15am: bright eyed and bushy tailed, no effects
Tuesday, 2pm: appetite normal, ready to eat lunch
Conclusion: friendly women neighborhood taco stand SAFE
I wish I had a better story for you that ended with me making friends with the porcelain throne. But I don't. Instead all I've got for you is the discovery one of the few safe street taco stands in Mexico.
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