Imagine my excitement to realize that an outpost of my favorite Humboldt Park PR outpost is in my very own slice of life here on the NW Side! What could be better, I ask!?! Well...
For starters, this is now the SECOND time in a row that you have been without Salsa Jibaro. if you're going to sell me a steak jibarito, you'd better have the salsa to go with it! I mean, it's really like ordering a Big Mac without the mac sauce. While I hate to make the comparison, it's true: both are just dry-ass sandwiches without their miracle sauce.
Rule #1: Don't ever, and I mean EVER run out of Salsa de Jibaro.
Rule #2: If you DO run out, try to at least express some regret instead of being cold, rude and passive about it. Once is understandable. Twice, especially on a Friday, is shameful.
Rule #3: Always, always, always refer back to rule #1.
Borinquen 2, get your act together or ima have to quit you.