Sizzlin' Fajita Meat's photostream

Why bring attention to seared strips of seasoned beef?

Well, who doesn't like sizzlin' fajita meat? Think about it...

You're sitting in a restaurant, enjoying a drink by either yourself or with good friends, and suddenly you hear it...that unmistakeable noise emminating from the swinging double-doors that leads to the kitchen.

"Could it be?"

"Yes it is!"

"It's fajita meat...and it's sizzlin'!"

For a moment, all eyes in the place are fixated on the tiny waitress. Empowered with some kind of mythic, superhero strength, she effortlessly carries this cast-iron cauldron of gastronomic loveliness high above her head and across the room.

Your mind races. "I wonder what kinda of fajita meat it is? Could it be steak, maybe chicken?"

But you don't know, because from your seat you can't see into the sweet cacoon of carnivorous splendor.

"Maybe it's one of those steak-chicken-shrimp combo platters. Oh Tex-Mex gods, why do you tempt me so!"

Like a flower-delivery boy bringing a vase of roses to an office full of women, everyone wonders..."Who's fajitas are they? Who's the lucky one?"

Then your delight turns to anger, as jealousy takes reign. "Curse my dietary decision-making weakness! Why didn't I get fajitas, too? I'm going to be stuck with a boring burrito, or a crappy chimichanga...if something which such a silly name even exists."

Yes, you understand that all Tex-Mex is the same: tortilla, meat, cheese, etc. But The Fajita is different. It allows you to be the architect of your own dining experience--to transform heat, sound, and smell into pure dining satisfaction. You can build as creatively as DaVinci, or slap the makings together like a starving caveman.

If you only had the power of the Patron Saint of Refried Beans, you'd go back in time and order yourself your own plate of sizzlin' fajita meat. But instead, you can only quickly inhale that precious smell--like a beautiful women's perfume in passing--of the lovely bouquet that is the airborne carcinogens of... sizzlin' fajita meat.


Also, the words, "Fajita Meat" rolls off the tongue easily, and makes me laugh everytime I say it. Go ahead and try it. You can't say it without smiling. You'll feel much better. (It's the simple things in life, baby.)


I hope you enjoy my photos...
...and the stories--factual or otherwise--that accompany them.