More Gallery Place Empanadas, By Default

Turns out there is a woman selling chimichangas (and cookies) in a tent across from the empanada tent at 9th and F (tomorrow is the last day for the holiday tent city). But when I went chimichanga-foraging around noon, she was gone. All her food was there, but she wasn’t; someone said she might be parking her car.  Bad timing, for a food vendor to disappear during lunch rush!  So I walked ten feet and ate empanadas instead: one spinach, one Jamaican beef patty  (“mild” said the sign, truthfully; could use more kick), both okay but not as good as the chorizo. Now, what to do about this unresolved chimichanga craving?

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