Without hesitation, you stand on the handrail of the catwalk and cartoonishly steeple your arms overhead before jumping straight down, like a pantsless Scrooge McDuck diving into a pile of gold. As you begin to accelerate, you realize this is not an idea that you can come back from.

You plummet. For a brief moment you make contact and the flavors marry as in a dream. It is better than anything you have savored in your lifetime. The faint traces of coriander, bell peppers, and sauteed onions, all in perfect proportion with garlic and lime and black beans. A smoky, parrilla style je ne sais quois floods your sensory perception.

“Was it worth it?” you ask yourself.

“Yes,” your dying body howls.

Everything begins fading to black. You don’t know if there is a heaven after this. All you know, is that for a brief and savory, tangy moment, weightless amidst the unmistakably authentic seasonings, you knew heaven on earth.

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