Quesadilla

Today I did something I haven't done in a loooong time. Yep, I made myself a cheese quesadilla. And I am gonna tell you all about it. Why? Well first of all because a friend told me to write about my deep thoughts, and right now this cheese quesadilla is all that is on my mind. Secondly, I promised a friend ;) I would write a post. So here it is.

The last time I remember making a cheese quesadilla I think was when I was a freshman in high school.  I think that is what I usually made. Because in New Mexico two things you always have handy are tortillas, and cheese. You also always have some green chile stashed somewhere. So since I lived around the corner from the high school I would always go home for lunch a grill a nice, crispy green chile cheese quesadilla.

Now I live in Hawaii. And all that time between my high school years and now, I haven't really lived in a cook-a-quesadilla-whenever-you-want-friendly kinda place. College = Cafeteria. Philippines = NO REAL CHEESE and NO TORTILLAS. Hawaii = you can buy cheese and tortillas, but it will only cost you one of your arms so its better to just buy rice and a good ol' box of "frozen chicken thighs for frying" and use your imagination to make the chicken taste different each time you cook it.

But LUCKILY, now, I am pregnant.

And that means I have cravings for food I have not had in a long time, and a repulsive disgust for any food I have been eating the past six months. It also means I get to be a little spoiled. We would normally NEVER buy tortillas and cheese here, especially because David hates tortillas and cheese (how could it be? I wonder this every day) so I prefer that we buy something we both like (until now!)

So yes, I enjoyed very much my quesadilla, although it was lacking green chile (a whole other impossibility in Hawaii). And I look forward to the future of other forgotten foods from my past that I am sure I will be remembering sometime in the next couple months.