There’s something about grilling over an open flame, en chanclas y chores, that always makes me feel at ease. Relaxed, as if somehow I’ve tricked my mind into believing the weekend has already arrived and that for the moment, my time is completely mine. No one else’s! Pues como, clearly, yesterday was only Monday and I was already feeling completely drained, se me ocurrio that I would run to the grocery store and pick up a couple of pounds of marinated fajita chicken to grill at home.
¡Provecho!
