“When I came back in, the four girls were beelining out of there. ‘Oh my god, we’ve got to get out of there,’ they were saying, and I’m like ‘what, what?’ and there’s Bob, pants down, pubic hair on fire.”
The hotel was even hosting a bar mitzvah just begging to be crashed. Seeing as approximately half my food intake had probably knocked me down a few years, I felt juvenile and ready to jump up and down on the dance floor. I didn’t, solely out of mother’s disdain.
Hervert wants Tmaz to be an educational experience. In the United States, where more salsa is sold than ketchup, and where Chipotle is becoming more popular than McDonalds, many Americans still have no idea that what we think of as “Mexican” food is really Tex-Mex.