This little clip shows us after our first visit with Doc Henderson (fondly described in post below). The three of us originally were slated to gear down at a nearby Starbucks, but Joni needed to "decompress" and thought a margarita from the next door Meh-hee-can restaurant would do the trick. What Crack Ho wants, Crack Ho gets. (P.S. - One exception: she didn't want cheese on that Tostaguac, but got it anyway.)
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