~Our 20th Anniversary of El Caracol~
Hello dear followers. I’m Ryo, and this is my first blog post. I normally just take the pictures, but this post is a very special one. You see, 20 years ago, a year before my dear sister was born, our father was walking around downtown Vacaville when he came across a small hole-in-the-wall El Salvadorian restaurant named El Caracol. He ordered a burrito, and they made him the biggest burrito he had ever seen. He of course, being a man, ate the whole damn thing. When he trekked back home, he realized that the enormous burrito he had just devoured was actually the best pile of grub he had eaten. Needless to say, El Caracol was an instant hit. We grew up eating El Caracol on special occasions, and it became our favorite restaurant. Even when it moved from downtown Cowtown to the backstreets of Alamo, we kept eating there.
We were celebrating our dad’s birthday today, so we decided to eat at El Caracol. Today I ordered a large chicken burrito (large = the size of a football) and a shredded beef enchilada. Sydney got a chicken burrito with beans and rice on the side. They were both amazing.