I Ate Stomach

There's a gal who comes into the warehouse named Jessica. She was helping one of the dealers for a while but now she comes in and sells home made food to the carriers. And us, for that matter. Today she made a couple of us a special plate of rice and other good tasting stuff. Only after I gobbled down every last bite did she tell me it was stomach. There's a Mexican term for it, but my Spanish is not good enough to understand her. It tasted good and that's what matters the most. One of the dealers told me he asked Jessica to make the dish for him and she did just that. I buy food from Jessica 3 or 4 times a week, its a nice treat to get hot food at one in the morning.