Got a Good Reason (For Taking The Easy Way Out)

Freddy's Taco Truck True Confessions

Don't get me wrong, I love to cook. It's one of the joys of being in the world.  I love my tiny kitchen.  I love my knives and bowls, my setup, all of it.  But in the winter and working full time odd hours into the night and then waking up to open early has taken its toll on my ability to want to get vertical when it's time to nosh.  I get tired.  It's no mystery.  It's tiring.  But that's the beauty of living in New York where there is a bounty of options.  Still, when given choice, mine has been Freddy's Truck lately, all the time.  Who doesn't love the new girl?  It's all the color and variety I love, without exuding the energy.