Dare to Venture
By Vivien Dean
Though I hadn’t been to Murillo’s in over seven years, the tiny taqueria looked exactly the same. Anyone not paying attention would miss it sandwiched between the barbershop and cigar store that seemed so typical for these outskirts of Oakland, but that would be their loss. Murillo’s had the best burritos I’d ever had at prices poor college kids could feast on. That was how we’d discovered it all that time ago. Even factoring in the drive from Berkeley, it was one of the best deals in the Bay Area.
Nostalgia had to be Mark and Steve’s reason for picking it tonight. In the rush of all their wedding plans, we hadn’t had much time for the four of us to hang out. If Steve wasn’t meeting with a caterer, Mark and Andreas were wrangling venues. Then there were al
