When you leave home for college, you might not miss your family. You usually miss your friends, but you definitely miss the food. That's what happened to me. The hardest thing for me to give up was the Mexican restaurants in my Texas hometown, which are legendary.
You see, back in the 1980s Mexican food wasn't as popular as it is now. So, I almost cried looking for tortillas in the grocery store and finding none, or searching for tamales only to see them wrapped in paper and trapped in a tin can.
So, imagine my joy in encountering anything resembling Southwest fare in a fast-food restaurant. Yes, believe it or not, I found happiness at Taco Bell.
Back then my favorite dish was the enchirito, especially since it didn't offend me by trying to be completely authentic. This was neither an enchilada nor a burrito but a brand-new fusion creation.