The Whole Enchilada

Growing up in San Antonio, I had a love-hate relationship with the enchilada. (Think: Wednesdays, public school lunchroom, canned chili and cheap cheese.) Great stuff, until track practice at 2:30. Then you're out running on the track, no shade, hottest time of the day, sweat rolling off your temples.

Anyway, this is how I work the enchilada these days.