The Lazy Llama: Tacos, Tequila and TV
If you pursue education in journalism and psychology, as I did, you are cursed with a double dose of curiosity. You annoy a lot of people by asking a lot of questions. For example, during two visits to the new Lazy Llama Cantina at the corner of Piedmont and Monroe, I’ve asked at least five staff members to explain the name. Where did it come from? Nobody knew. “How can you apply for work somewhere and not ask the origin of such a goofy name?” I asked one server. “I just go with it,” they said. “I don’t get it,” I said. “Just go with it,” they said.