Temple Tales

Taco Temple is a favorite hang-out for the locals (and the lucky tourists that stumble on it)…great food and desserts that are absolutely to die for (if you need a testimonial, go ask Other Jill about their Killer Carrot Cake). They also make a pretty mean burrito (the kind that feeds you for 2-3 meals…their t-shirts say “we roll fatties”), and Hamburger and I make a pilgrimage to the Temple just about every week (it’s a rut that we’re quite happy to be stuck in).

Killer Carrot Cake and his side kick, Chocolate Bread Pudding

The Temple serves their water and soda in ginormous plastic cups…somewhere between the size of those large and extra large cups from fast food restaurants. If you order pink lemonade it’s served in one of those super-sized cups, and just like margaritas glasses are rimmed with salt, the pink lemonade is accompanied by lots of yummy sugar crystals around the lip of the cup. It’s worth ordering once just for the fun factor. And the sugar high.

My friend Rochelle modeling the pink lemonade

One evening the table next to us ordered a pink lemonade. It caught my eye because the waiter placed it in front of a little girl that was around 5. She was dressed in pink so that she matched her drink, and the giant cup of liquid goodness was just at the level of her head. It was an adorable picture. And then she carefully slid the cup right up in front of her mouth…and proceeded to lick off the sugar as if she was savoring an ice cream cone. She was all blissed out and I couldn’t stop laughing.

A few minutes later I glanced back over and noticed that she’d finished licking off every drop of sugar. And then placed the denuded glass, still full of lemonade, in front of her dad. Obviously, she only wanted the sweet stuff…the kid has a discriminating palate.