No, mom and pop stores rule. Here's to hoping they don't go down (as in, "...with the ship").

L, I prefer even Baja Fresh.

Q*doba, cabrones. Unless you're in Milwaukee. And if you can get to Walker's Point or the Near-South Side.



And two interesting Qdoba facts:

(one.) Good friend of mine thru the last three years of high-school, and into university for two years, was not known for his industry. But - he announced that if he would submit himself to work in food-service, it would be Qdoba where he would work (for the meal discounts). Of course, that said, he dropped out of Madison two years into an engineering programme - and with prolly only one year left, given retro-credit, 'til grad. year - and now stocks shelves at Target. Or was doing so when last I knew him, five years ago... And I happened to see him crossing Lincoln Avenue at National about a year ago, approaching (presumably) Target. Wasn't dressed in but tee and jeans, too. (No manager he, then.)

(two.) The Qdoba franchise I frequent in New Berlin is managed on the afternoon-evening shift by the most profoundly butch lesbian upon whom I have ever laid eyes. She actually looks more like a male pro skate-boarder than female. If not for the protusion at mid-chest, then, I would think her a man. But, she is woman... And has the least hoarse voice for a gal into gals. Soft as honey, even. (But I wouldn't want to f--- her. I wouldn't want (to try) to turn her around.*)





*The inverse of an Henry Rollins spoken word bit.

Chipotle blows.

Agreeance [sic].

I believe my addiciton to said resturaunt is well-documented.


Bloor, that's a fine idear. Put one o them bitches right in there next to where the old Big Star used to be, and watch the cash roll in.

The foil question should have been PM'ed directly to Haq.