The scrolling marquee said, “Stuffed Churros,” and that was that! I headed up to that coutner at the Fun Foods in Towne East Mall, Wichita, and ordered me a 2 for 1 pack! Screw the diet!
“Wait about 3 minutes,” the Churro Boy told me. I sat down and waited. Three minutes came around and the boy was taking other orders and filling sodas. Six minutes rolled around and I thought, “Hmmm…I sure do wish I had a churro right about now.” After about 10 minutes, the Churro Boy ran (literally) to the back. I figured that was my que. He came back with my prize!
Since I was in a hurry, went ahead and rushed outside. Once I got in the car, I opened the box to the sweet smell of fried, sugary grease. But to my dismay, Churro Boy severely overcooked my fatty little treats. Crap!
As you can see, that didn’t stop me from taking more than just one bite, but at least I didn’t eat the whole batch.
Thanks Churro Boy for saving my diet that day. I owe you one.