Maybe Better Than Sex

Did the title get you interested today?  You'll have to wait a few paragraphs for that part of the story.

As I sit here this evening in the motorhome at 6:44 there is a nice breeze and it is almost 80 degrees.  We've been given another beautiful sunset by the Arizona Tourist Board.  All I can say is thanks for the warm welcome to your state.

Out the front window each evening.

The scene around our home is the same each evening.  Terri can be found in her "position" which is on the couch with her Kindle or iPad.  I am usually writing my blog or reading someone else's on my laptop. We seldom watch TV anymore, some weeks it never gets turned on.  Part of the reason is that we are not always in a area with TV reception.  But we don't really miss it at all.

Terri assumes her position.

Now you might be waiting for me to get to the titled part of the blog but not just yet.  First comes the travel log part.  We spent the day wandering around the desert in Saguaro National Park.  Our RV park backs up against this park so in truth it is only feet away but we took a road that lead us through the interior of the park.

The road less traveled.

Once again we found ourselves enjoying the dirt roads.  They generally lead to better things if you are willing to get out and hike.  Sometimes they lead to a little warning sign.  But that never stops foolish old people.  Not for a minute.

And you wonder why she carries a big stick.

There were petrographs to be seen and a few rattlers in the rocks weren't going to deter us.  We both carry big sticks and we have watched Crocodile Dundy so we know how to hand these kinds of situations.  Onward up the trail, Terri, you go first.  I specialize in leadership.

No pictures of rattlers, we must be safe.

The view from the highest point of the hike was awesome.

Cacti as far as we could see.

Cactus Fact:  A Saguaro (Se-weh-roe) can live to over 200 years of age.  They don't start getting their arms until they are over 60 years old.  They start from a seed the size of a period (.) that comes from their early summer flowers.  The Indians harvest the flowers to make a jam/jelly.

This cactus did not make the cut for the Taco Time commercial.
To many arms.
It's a hard life being a cactus.

The really hard part of being a cactus is that you only get a drink of water twice a year.  That's a long time to wait for your next drink.

Lots of Barrel Cactus with their flowers.

Now for the title part of the blog.  As you may know if you are a regular reader of the blog, we have been eating our way South for the last two months.  At every stop we ask our favorite question, "What's your favorite Mexican restaurant?"  Well today that question provided us with a lunch destination on the way to the national park.

It was one of those places that was so far out that you never would have found it.  As a matter of fact once we found it we had a hard time finding the front door.

A simple menu.

We had the daily special.  Red Chili Beef with rice and beans.  It was a tender beef in a red chili sauce.  After her first bite Terri had a very strange look on her face.  I tried my first bite.  I than asked her the all important question, "Better than sex?"  She just contently smiled.  She was in love.

A satisfied woman.

We both agree.  This is a front runner in our quest to find the best Mexican food that we can discover.
Watch out Jerry's Café in Gallup, New Mexico....you have competition in the desert of Southwest Tucson.

We will be returning to Los Nopales to confirm our discovery.  We can't be to careful and diligent in our quest.  Research, research, research.....it's our duty.