I'd planned to make shish kebabs for dinner Friday night, with rice pilaf, labneh, and green beans. It sounded delicious to me, yet when Jeannene suggested we have dinner out so I could climb into bed early, the idea struck me as marvelous. I'd gotten a bit of a sore throat and it seemed to be morphing into an outright cold. So, we headed out. Jeannene wasn't interested, even a little bit, in picking a restaurant. I am usually not the sort to be really excited about picking, either, but as I began to drive, I decided Mexican sounded good. We had only been to On The Border once, but had found it to be pretty acceptable Tex-Mex for Michigan.
Jeannene had the green chile carnitas burrito, which she liked, but which was entirely too spicy for me. I would probably never survive a Tex-Mex place in Texas, let along actual spicy Mexican food. On the other hand, I found plenty to eat in Santa Fe, so I might be just fine. I'd planned to make my own combo, with a crunchy taco, an empanada, and an enchilada. However, just before we ordered, a plate of fajitas went by our table. I instantly decided they smelled so good, I must have them, so I ordered beef & shrimp ones. The beef texture was a little odd for me, but the shrimp were delicious!