Second only to the holy Saguaro Cactus, for me, in Tucson, is Cafe Poca Casa. Oh man, the food is authentic, original, delicious. Last Friday night, their Pollo Mole Verde rocked my world. Congenial atmosphere, engaging staff, not overbooked, the entire menu is chalked 'cause it changes daily, healthy, local art lavished on the walls, marguerites with clout. The owner, striking and serious, hovers at each table, hummingbird-like, just long enough to make sure we are all happy. I say, if you are going to get something going, do IT up right. No regrets. Your best shot. Then, lucky us, your creation becomes our good fortune to own, wear, live in, ride, watch, care for, use or eat. And, just maybe, never ever forget.