oh MY Danny boy

I miss Daniel. Daniel is my friend from the Indian dosa restaurant that I used to work at. He is so funny and in high spirits all the time, even though he has a really stressful job. He's one of the main cooks. He is barely 5' tall, mischievous, and has an incredibly intelligent sense of humor for someone not from this country. Daniel is originally from Mexico but the point is, I think he's one of the best dosa makers ever. Even the Indian customers that used to come in would be like, wow these are fuckin amazing dosas and I'm from India, I would know! And then I'd be like, Sweet, I'll tell our Mexican cook that he's totally bitchin in the kitchen. But seriously, our Mexican pals are the best cooks running the city. It's not just Daniel, but even when I worked at a Korean restaurant for a hot second, the Mexican cooks there were nailing the Korean cuisine also. They're in every type of kitchen, mastering everything from Asian to Italian to French, blah blah you get the point. 

Anyway, here's my wishful thinking: I hope that years down the road, Daniel will open his very own dosa restaurant and have it blow everyone out of the water because it's so fucking delish and everyone will think, Woah this is so nuts he's not even Indian he's Mexican. But actually, that would totally make sense, and also it would rule so hard.