I am definitely a creature of habit.
If given the chance between NEW RESTAURANT and McDonald’s, there’s a pretty good chance I would pick a cheeseburger happy meal every time. (Clearly I believe in going with the devil you know, rather than the devil you don’t. Sorta related: Hurray for apple slices!)
So one of the stores at my Big Fancy Hospital closed and was turned into a deli. It’s right next to the coffee shop that I go to pretty much every day. (Non-fat, decaf caramel macchiato. Upside down. With whipped Cream. Please. Thank you)
My co-worker decided that she wanted to try to place next door. She was STARVING. And a bagel was not going to cut it. So, she
forced talked me into going with.
Please see very first statement. I FEAR CHANGE.
But I did it. I had a breakfast burrito. Chorizo and Egg Burrito to be exact.
Only. THERE WAS NO CHORIZO.
So. I had to take it back. To complain that my egg and chorizo burrito did not have chorizo. Huh. They didn’t give me any trouble though. They made me a new one. Chorizo. Egg. Cheese. No Salsa. No hash brown. (I hate hash browns. I also hate Pace Salsa. And coincidentally, I had home-made salsa that my co-worker brought over JUST. THAT. MORNING.)
I ended up not liking it. I don’t know if it was just the experience, or because I genuinely didn’t care for it. But I’m doubting I’ll get it again. They also had lunch stuff, and a juice bar.
Maybe I’ll give one of those a try. I guess that’s the point, right? Giving things a try?