Ode to Tarahumara’s: My Favorite Mexican Food in the WWW
13 Aug 2010 7 Comments
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Whole. Wide. World. In case you were wondering.
I was just talking with my friend Taylor about how much I miss and adore Oklahoma Mexican food, and Tarahumara’s Mexican Café in particular. Adore is probably the understatement of the century.
Any time I left Norman for a long period of time, Tarahumara’s was my first stop when I got back. Case in point: Went to China, went straight from the airport to Tarahumara’s; Went to Italy, Taylor picked me up from the airport and we met everyone at Tarahumara’s; Was gone for the summer, Tarahumara’s; Haven’t been there in three days, Tarahumara’s.
It was a glorious thing. A god damn gift from above.
But now I live in California, and Californians think that queso is just … cheese. PA-LEASE! You gotta get yourself to Oklahoma for some OkieMex. That shit’s where it’s at, fa real, yo.
Anyway, this reminiscent conversation with Taylor evoked some strong emotions, and I couldn’t hold them in as hard as I tried.
So here it is:
Ode to Tarahumara’s
Oh Tarahumara’s Mexican Café, how I love you so.
I have been missing you so much, and I think it’s starting to show.
My pants fit a little looser now, and my fat intake is down,
All because my favorite Mexican food is in another town.
Why do you have to be so far away from me?
All I want are some of your chicken enchiladas—smothered in cream cheese.
Mexican food here in California just isn’t the same,
What’s that I hear? It’s your chips and queso calling my name.
Mexican food here is a tiny tortilla sprinkled with cilantro,
Give me my rice and beans and a side of sour cream sauce, pronto!
Don’t forget my margarita, you know how to make it just right.
Have another you ask? Why, I think I just might.
Served up in a nice big chilled glass.
Two or three of those will knock me on my ass.
We part ways with a lime-sherbert mint,
A fully belly, and a smile of fulfillment.
I know one day that we will meet again,
Maybe when I come back to town for a football game, that I’m sure the Sooners will win.
Keep your chin up Tarahumara’s, keep your chips crispy, and your sour cream sauce creamy,
For even though I have moved away, I have not moved on, and I still think you’re dreamy.
They said whaaa?!