I hadn't been craving it per se, but someone mentioned salsa and suddenly the seed was planted in my head and I needed salsa to live. It sounded so good that I convinced Bill that we should get Chili's to go for dinner. Their salsa isn't all chunky and it's got a good amount of spice, but isn't too spicy and I find it quite tasty along side their delicious tostada chips. They're addictive.
I placed my order and 15 short minutes later I was on my way to pick up my precious salsa. I picked up our food, and salivated all the way home waiting to eat my precious salsa. Only, when I unpacked the bag at home, the salsa was missing. Nooooooooo! Why oh why must you forsake me, salsa gods?
I was seriously pissed and almost took it personally that they forgot my salsa. I know people make mistakes, but don't mess with a pregnant lady who wants some damn salsa. If I ever decide to forgive Chili's for their felonious error, some complimentary chips and salsa will be awaiting me, per the manager I spoke with.
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