Man Doth Not Live on Mexican Food Alone

From time to time I like to present evidence that I don't just eat Mexican food, it just happens to be the only kind I blog about . . . for the most part. Last week I met up with the "food gang" at Pagolac in Westminster. "Elmo Monster" wrote about it at his Monster Munching blog while "ChubbyPanda" (hey, I think I need a cool nickname, too; maybe I'll start using my old rap nickname of "DJ Snicker Rap Monster") wrote about it at his Epicurious Wanderer blog. (Joy & Carter and "Beach" were also active participants.) What they were both polite enough to not mention is that I was kept at work late and finally arrived just as everyone else was finishing up but "Beach" insisted that I still get all seven courses of beef the restaurant offers. Once the courses started coming Elmo and CP began circling around me snapping pictures from every conceivable angle so that I felt like I was in a professional photo shoot. I think my grey, vaguely 80's-ish, striped shirt can be seen in one of their pictures. It turned out to be a great visit and food lover meetup all around.