Los Primos Mexican Grill – Albuquerque, New Mexico
When you’re young and dumb and have an inflated sense of invisibility, you commit some youthful indiscretions that often evoke pangs of regret and remorse during your wizened years. Invariably your reflections prompt the question “could I really have been that stupid?.” Sometimes, however, those indiscretions are mischievous and harmless, prompting pleasant memories, maybe even laughter. Indiscretions of the latter type invariably involved my favorite primos Edward and Lawrence. When my primos visited us in Peñasco, all their Duke City slickness and urban sophistication went out the window and they became rural ruffians like us. One of my favorite memories of my primos involves an interloping herd of cows. Because Peñasco was open-range country and cattle didn’t understand either…