Black or Pinto

234 5th Ave

it’s like it was destined to be mine. 

those that know me and my 12:34 obsession will understand why. 

i have mentally prepared myself since going to hoboken that i will one day have to leave there. but i wanted to leave when it was right. i wouldn’t leave for just any old thing. i love that store. like love, love, love, that store. it is one sexy store. hoboken is such a cool town. my crew are like my children. my regular guests are the best. and the surplus of easy on the eyes men makes it a swell gig for this single gal. 

then, madison square park got put on the opening map. 

seeing that store on the new store opening list stuck out to me. i wasn’t sure why. 

i inquired about the address. was told the address. then, it all made sense. i couldn’t believe it. 

then i got to chatting with one of my favorite regulars andrew about it and he totally got me pumped up and my interest turned into a want. a must. a deep desire.

so i put it out into the universe, and to mother megan that i was interested in that store. 

now i wait. i get myself ready. all in hopes that i will move onward and upward the corporate burrito to a store that feels in my heart was built for me. 

stay tuned…. 

homesick

10 months in and i can officially say i’m homesick. 

not it the sense that i miss living there, but my soul desperately needs a trip home.

i’m longing for a california sunset. 

i need my hair done. i’m dying for a reasonably priced facial. i miss my friends.

i miss my favorite places to eat. i’ve totally been craving a grill em all burger. witt-e do you still remember me?? 

i’m need real mexican food. like mole flautas from the delicious la casita in bell. 

and i’m dying, i mean, dying, for lomo saltado. 

i miss my mom. i miss the pups. and i need to make a trip to cow town to see my dad. 

end of april will bring me some familiar faces to my coast (corey and miss mary c.) and fingers crossed that end of may lucy should be arriving. 

june is sf/napa for cultivate. god how i need a napacation.

i’m thinking i should just use some vacation days and spend a few days in el lay on the front end. 

but until then, i will be california dreaming daily.

la, hope to see you soon. 

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totes failing at my new years resie to blog more. life at the taco stand keeps me busy I tell you.

catching you all up…

work: chipoho is still on the road to restaurateur. our target date is end of march. i think we can do it (fingers crossed). still rolling my way through life one burrito at a time and laughing out loud every time these gems end up in my store. out of all the stores in nyc and new jersey, it shows up at mine. i see it as a constant reminder of why i made the move to get back with the burrito. full circle. 

cultivate dates announced! so mark your callys. i’ll be at sf and chi. 

cat: cat is cat. sleeping the dream. still the ruler of the free world.

i survived the snow storm.

still going to the church of brunch every sunday that i’m off. 

(peels, east village - the build a biscuit is genius)

(buttermilk channel, brooklyn - worlds best pancakes and the syrup… buy it. it’s by poorfarm farm. heavenly)

still surviving off of coffee. really need to save my pennies for an espresso machine. 

- rook is a local new jersey coffee company that will soon have me renting a zip car so i can visit their shops and buy some cold brew. check them out! http://www.rookcoffeeroasters.com/

still listening to the lumineers. on repeat. every. single. day. looking forward to seeing them in maryland in july with ma girl meaghan. 

had a short but super sweet trip back home a month back. 

i ate plenty of pie. dear pie hole, that earl grey pie is stupid, stupid good. 

the brunch brigade finally brunched as one. 

though i have to say i was let down with my meals at a couple of new “top” la restaurants. bestia-skip, cooks county-go for brunch or dinner. but the company at meals made it all worth it.

i got a ride to the airport from one of my favorite faces that i miss so much daily.  

a short trip to la in april is in the works. i’m already planning my eats for sf/napa in june and chi in september. 

and 4 months later, i have tentitive brunch plans with this guy. 

oh and big news: i have moved! left my humble living room abode in the wonder of inwood for a spacious room in weehawken new jersey. and I honestly couldn’t be more excited. the commute was starting to take a toll on me and in the long run, since I plan on being in the harvey patch (hear that mother!) for awhile, i need to be more accessible to my store and future store. so as of today, i am a jersey girl. i think it is now acceptable to wear my uggs out in public other than running downstairs in the rain for a midnight slice of pizza.

i’m dreading unpacking, and as i look at all the boxes, i feel like i have too much stuff! i kind of want to keep everything in the boxes just to pretend it doesn’t exist. though the wine fridge is plugged in and stocked, and i did unpack this little ditty below. 

well, that seems to be the gist of it all. keep ya posted next month! 

- cg out

the yeti of the taco stand

please not between the hours of 11am to umm, 10pm. so basically, never. k thanks. 

http://www.fastcodesign.com/1671981/the-mystery-behind-chipotles-secret-1500-calorie-super-burrito#1

*thanks corey for this link

moments

on my peaceful 10:30am subway ride, just i, my latte, my baguette with butter and jam, and the ho hum of the lumineers in my ear, my zen was interrupted as soon as a school field trip invaded my subway car.

i immediately thought of how all the school kids used to run into parambam at 11am on the dot. “this is a restaurant not a gym!”

and if my peaceful ride couldn’t get any more rambunctious, michael jackson had to walk into our car with his red sequin jacket, white socks, and boom box.

the kids went wild. at first I snobbishly turned up the volume on my headphones to full blast. but as the kids gathered closer to see the action, i got lost in the moment of their joy. their smiles and laughter were genuine and priceless. some of them started dancing with him. when michael was done and took his bow, the kids went bananas with applause and cheers. a good handful of them dug out whatever change they had in their pockets and placed it in his bag.

michael got off on the next stop and the kids still went at it imitating his moves. i couldn’t help but smile and laugh. they were so youthful, and having the time of their lives.

it was quite the moment. i’m happy i opened up and lived in it.