Jan 9, the day I stopped off for a little lunch at the old tamale house. I almost got a $2.50 frito pie, but my body wouldn't have held up to this old austin favorite. Without a constant flow of alcohol through the body to kill off impurities, some of my old favorites are far too dangerous to eat now on just any old thursday afternoon. Maybe on a special day I would risk it, but not just any old Thursday. This lunch was perfectly safe though. Look how clean and fluffy those eggs look.