Poor Choices

So, the Husband and I took off and went to the Mile High Flea Market this morning and we weren’t disappointed; they had more stuff than you could shake a stick at, but nothing I particularly wanted to buy.  I was surprised to see quite a few people selling fruits and vegetables––strawberries, mangoes, papayas, pineapples, avocados, and fresh roasted green chile, despite the fact that none of those things are  in season.  We didn’t buy any, because they must have traveled a LONG way to reach Denver.

The smell of the roasting chile brought back sense memories of late summer days in Santa Fe, and a powerful craving for green chile and chile rellenos drove us to a little Mexican restaurant we discovered on our first trip to Denver when we were looking for a place to rent.  Called La Estrallita, we were excited to discover they had Mexican food similar to the kind we had come to know and love in Santa Fe.

Unbeknownst to us until we arrived, they were having a buffet special––all-you-can-eat for $7.50.  It made good financial sense, but poor health sense.  My hubby nearly made himself sick––all-you-can-eat mini sopapillas will do that to you.  I didn’t eat as much, but the sheer amount and quality of the food (lots of fat) eventually made my tum a little uneasy.

We’re not having dinner.

But the real question is, did we really “save” anything by getting the buffet and stuffing ourselves silly?

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