Baby, I Have Something to Tell You – Pili’s Tacos

pili's tacos, west los angeles, ca - chicken taco
Dear Benito,

There’s something I have to tell you, something you should know. I haven’t been completely honest with you.

Remember the other night when you pulled that little crumpled ball of shiny foil from the trash can and asked me what it was? I know you suspected something, but I immediately mumbled something about “baking.” I think I told you it was aluminum foil and that I had lined a cookie sheet with it.

I’m sure you were wondering why I would be baking something that smelled of pork lard, not to mention the fact that I barely bake, and you know I’d never take the time and care to actually line a cookie sheet. But when I told you it was nothing, you believed me. You took my word because that’s they way you are, Benito. You are loving and trusting, and you tossed that crumpled ball of foil right back into the trash can.

Baby, I wasn’t completely telling the truth.

It was aluminum foil, but I hadn’t been baking. It wasn’t even my aluminum foil. It was foil that had wrapped a chicken taco and a chicken burrito. Oh god, there, I said it. That’s why it smelled like lard. That’s why the foil was greasy and had bits of cilantro and rice falling out of it.

Benito, I didn’t bake cilantro rice cookies.

I went to Pili’s Tacos. I had a chicken taco and a chicken burrito.

You’re mad now, and you have every right to be. But please, hear me out.

I am so sorry that I went to Pili’s. I won’t go into how I ended up there because it doesn’t really matter now. It only matters that it was a mistake for me to and I am so incredibly sorry that I betrayed you for just that single moment.

I wasn’t “looking.” I don’t need to “look.” That’s not the kind of girl I am. You know me. And you know I’ve never looked for anything else except you, Benito. I’ve never looked for anything except your bright, cheerful, warm and happy orange and yellow sign glowing in the night, there on Santa Monica Boulevard at Federal Avenue. It just happened. I’ve never even seen Pili’s before, but in one idiotic moment, this little hole just popped out of the the wall along Santa Monica Boulevard out of nowhere and, I don’t know how else to say it, but I was an idiot. A horrible little hole in the wall just a few blocks west of you.

It was stupid. One time. Never again.

pili's tacos, west los angeles, ca - chicken burrito
it was so small. i didn’t feel anything

If it means anything to you at all, I didn’t enjoy it. The taco was bland. It just didn’t have the same passionate spice as you, my beloved Benito. It was covered in cilantro, and you know how much I hate cilantro. And the burrito? Gawd, it was so small. And even as small it was, it was so dry and monotonous that I couldn’t even finish it. Pili’s was just physical. Something to quiet my physical pangs of hunger, but it didn’t satiate me the way you do. There was no feeling. No emotions. No love at Pili’s. Benito, you’re the one I love.

It doesn’t make it right, I know, just because I’m coming clean to you now about my one and only horrible moment with Pili’s. You’re mad and hurt, and it’s killing me that I did this. I will never do it again.

I love you. Please forgive me. Please.

Always and forever your 4 a.m. nacho lover like no other,

Pili’s Tacos
11924 Santa Monica Boulevard (between Brockton and Armacost)
Los Angeles, CA 90025

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{ 11 comments… read them below or add one }

1 BoLA December 23, 2005 at 5:42 pm

That’s OK…Benito’s been with me the whole time. He was mad, but I took very good care of him for you. And now I just can’t get enough of his Taquitos and Guacamole, especially since he’s just a quick walk away. But for you, I’m willing to share. ;)


2 Anonymous December 23, 2005 at 10:16 pm



3 MEL CH December 23, 2005 at 11:57 pm

You should have just kept your mouth shut, girl. Benito never would have found out!


4 Daily Gluttony December 24, 2005 at 12:32 am

OMG Sarah, I can’t read your posts while eating anymore…you had me ROTF with this one and I think a piece of rice just came up thru my nose. LOL!


5 Rose December 24, 2005 at 4:53 am

ahhh…sneaky girl, cheating on your one true love :-)

oh btw. long time reader, first time comment (i think).


6 sarah December 24, 2005 at 5:28 am

share benito with you kristy? that’s kinda kinky. LOL!

mel ch: well, i had to tell the truth. because, you know, that’s the kind of girl i am. truthful.

pam: i am getting a visual of the rice coming out of your nose. it’s not pretty. LOL!

hi rose! thanks so much for reading! and i always love and appreciate comments!


7 NY Girl Eats World April 15, 2007 at 5:39 pm

Look at you, like a sexy Jane Austen, writing in the epistolary format. My god, why do I even know that word? So uncool.

Really, though, great idea for a post, full of personality, as your writing always is. I’m another big fan.


8 NY Girl Eats World April 15, 2007 at 5:39 pm

Look at you, like a sexy Jane Austen, writing in the epistolary format. My god, why do I even know that word? So uncool.

Really, though, great idea for a post, full of personality, as your writing always is. I’m another big fan.


9 sarah April 15, 2007 at 5:46 pm

ny girl: in the delicious life, words are hot. :) and i totally had to look up “epistolary.”


10 Duh-wight April 16, 2007 at 5:28 am

i’ve been trying my best to stay away from you. then, you post a tastespotting link to this great vintage post. i’m intoxicated with you, in love again. what will i ever tell naomi hirahara? will she feel used?


11 SteamyKitchen April 16, 2007 at 3:32 pm

This was so funny – it totally made my morning!! To top it all off, Blogger made me spell “vagrya” down below to verify that I’m a human posting. How appropriate!

Thanks for all your support on slashfood – I just started blogging a couple of months ago and I can’t believe how fun it is to make so many new friends in this world.


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