I started the night at Xoco, successfully crossing off #23 on my list. I had a torta and churros and amazing hot chocolate. It was everything I'd dreamed and more.
But I also got to hang out with a dear friend from college I haven't seen in years. And the thing about old friendships is that they're kind of like good restaurants. You hear they're good, and you know they're good, but until you go actually go to them, you forget what all the fuss is about.
My cheeks hurt from laughing so my soul is smiling instead. What a great night.
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