So concerning yesterday's post about Quesadilla, it really is true. That really is how he says the name of one of my oldest friends. Had I known when I met Marissa back in the sixth grade, when I grew up with her, when we went to college together and when she was my maid of honor, that my child would one day call her Quesadilla...well, I would have laughed. And then I would have said something like, "I love that kid! And I can't wait to meet him."
So, in case you maybe have a hard time believing that he really called her that or in the event that you think I embellish for comedic effect, I present to you Yo Quiero Quesadilla. Enjoy!