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beans and salsa. oh, how i long for Mexican food.

jack’s girlfriend sent him three large boxes of food and we’ve been devouring it like any red blooded american would. tonight we ate a nice, spicy bowl full of refried beans, salsa, cheese and fresh tomatoes. we ate it with tortilla chips. it was ecstasy.

the beans bubbled and churned and our greedy fists lunged and devoured without swallowing. we hovered over the bowl like vultures. we dove like pelicans. we ate like dogs eat. we swallowed before we chewed.

how many cultures in this great world lack cheese? how many lack refried beans or a suitable substitute? surely, i’m not sure of the answer. i only know that we lack those essentials here. we lack familiarity. we have rice and fried fish. we don’t have enchiladas.

i rest now, full. i sit satiated. tomorrow i’ll be hungry again but, for now, i’m fine. i can smile, burp, and know that my bowl of refried beans, salsa, cheese flew half way around the world to fill my belly for one short night.