"Yeah, it was hard to get Mexican food at Laughton Barracks, too. The commissary did have frozen dinners from El Chico and we thought they were wonderful...that is till we got back home!"
In the late 80's, I spent 7 long, horrible months in southern Ohio (it was back when my late sister was fatally ill and I was going to try and stay there and be there for her, but couldn't handle it) and was going through severe Tex-Mex food withdrawl. Anyway, it got so bad someone told me about what was supposed to be a good Mexican food restaurant in Portsmouth, and I was so desperate I went.
GAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAG!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was so disappointed I literally burst into tears. I arrived in Ohio 5'8" and 125 pounds. I went home to Texas, still 5'8", but 95 pounds. I gained back 10 the first week by hitting Mini Taco everyday and eating 2 orders (3 tavos each) of their puffy beef tacos with guacamole on top.
BWAAHAAAHAAAAHAAA! I feel your pain! Every time we came home on leave from anywhere, we got a burger first, then went to Manuel's for the next meal.
We went to a so-called Mexican place in Warner Robbins, Ga., too and the tamale was this wad of masa with a teeny tube of mystery meat inside. You couldn't even taste the meat--and it was probably a good thing you couldn't!LOL!
BTW--sorry about your sister. God love ya!