Bittersweet finale

I went to the old watering hole for the last time last night. I haven't been there in months. My Tuesday night habit has long fallen by the wayside.

Guess what I discovered when I looked at the menu. The queso is gone. Completely gone. My beloved queso, subject of previous posts, is gone.

I say it's bittersweet because on one hand it would have been nice to have it one last time and I had been looking forward to it all week, but on the other hand at least this way I won't be in San Marcos pining for it. It's gone. Gone, gone, gone.

Did I mention the queso is gone?