Off The Menu

Good morning, babe.

Wow.

Yeah, gonna ramp things up. Iron Man is in three months.

You look like an eight-year-old boy,

going from hobby to hobby.

I wish you'd focus your attention

on something else.

Like your career.

Joel, gross!

Where is the coffee?

Where is my coffee maker?

Ew!

That's not good for you.

And you're way too jittery when you're on it.

What? That's when I don't have my coffee!

Besides, it clashes with the kitchen.

It's an esthetics thing.

Breakfast! I'm starving!

Did you study your spelling?

Albuquerque.

A-L-B-U...

cookie?

Come on, mom! You're not getting any younger!

That's what abuelita says.

Yeah, well, abuelita is crazy.

There you go!

Ok, now try it.

See, my daughter might not know how to spell,

but she sure has good taste.

Remember how you used to not like sweet potatoes?

And kale? And beets?

Come on, mommy!

You like it, right? You do like it.

I love it.

See? La comida es amor, chiquita.

What are you getting from all this juicing and training?

I don't know. Purpose?

Food is fuel.

So is caffeine.

We've got big things cooking here at Tortilla Hut.

And whoever said size doesn't matter,

obviously never tried our beefy beany burrito.

Tortilla Hut,

where everything is bigger and better.

Babe, did you see that?

Sorry, boss.

It's just that little guy cracks me up.

I hate to say it, but my kids eat there too.

I mean, where else can you get five tacos for $0.99?

Nowhere. And that should be the point.

You want quality, you need to pay for it.

Ándale, a trabajar.

Better.

Where are we with the crema de chile poblano?

We can't make crema de chile poblano

with no chiles.

Chin, ¡se me olvido!

Are you sure you don't need

an extra hand in your chile field?

Don't worry, your secret's safe with me.

If anyone asks,

I went to town for supplies, ok?

-Turn it off, Gonzalo. -Ok.

- Turn it off, I can hear it!

Well, personally,

I think we should make TH more hip,

appeal to the Millennials.

Yeah, no, I call it TH. Do you like that?

Having phone sex with my dad again?

You know, Mr. Flanagan,

your son actually just walked in.

Yeah, no, here he is.

Hey, dad.

Yeah!

Aha, aha.

You know...

yes, speaking of what I should be doing with my life,

I really should get back to work,

because there's a new product meeting.

They just pushed to 10 a.m.

Yeah, Aaron just told me.

Yeah, I can't wait to go.

Yeah, no, it's gonna be the best part of my day.

Ok, love you, bye.

Thanks, Aaron.

Hey, buddy.

He'll be late for the product meeting.

Oh...

Yeah.

You know I only took this assistant gig because I thought

he'd hardly be here and I'd have a shot at a promotion.

I heard the family is putting pressure on him,

but I'm sure he's gonna continue to do

that bare minimum that he does, so...

Yeah, but what if he starts to actually...

you know, work?

-Give me your jacket, come on. -Seriously?

-Do it, come on. -You're kidding me!

I'll bring it back.

What was that?

I wouldn't worry about that.

Good morning, everyone.

Oh! Look at who showed up.

Don't get too excited, sis.

I just didn't want to talk to our father.

So, I'm sure everyone has seen the headlines.

We have?

Oh, dad's not gonna like that!

No. We have to face the facts.

Tastes are evolving.

Our customers want artisanal food

and authentic experience.

Sophistication has come to Small Town, America.

And we need to evolve right alongside.

So, that only means one thing for Tortilla Hut:

menu diversity.

We have been coasting for far too long,

we need to get out there in the field,

and see what's cooking.

So Brian,

I need you to take the East Coast.

-Yep. -And Megan,

there's some great stuff happening in Chicago

and in the Northwest.

And Joel, I spoke to father about this,

and he wants you to handle the Southwest.

No problemo.

Which means you will be travelling to the Southwest

and handling all research and development.

I want you slumming it.

In every hole in the wall, every hidden gem,

sampling as much of the regional food as it takes,

until we find our next big product.

What?

No way! That's like...

work. That's like, real work.

Send her!

Gina is on maternity leave

starting next week, so...

I'm training for a triathlon, that's like having a baby,

except it's actually good for you.

Stacey, why don't you let me take over the territory?

I mean, it's a very viable region,

and, "también, yo hablo mucho de español."

Yeah, let him do it. Let this guy...

Brian.

Whatever.

Joel,

I want you to handle this.

And I think that grandpop

would have wanted you to get back to your roots.

Roots?

What roots?

I'm from Laguna Niguel.

I'm eating clean right now.

I can't eat junk.

Well, that's good,

because I want you to focus on New Mexican cuisine.

I can't each cheese! I can't eat fats,

I can't even eat good fats.

I don't remember the last time I had an avocado.

And Let's face it: I hate Mexican food.

And that's not my fault, because I have a Jewish stomach.

Which is odd, because we're Irish.

Never said it made sense.

All right, any questions?

-Why aren't you in school? -We had a half day, remember?

Right.

You know, I could help if you would let me.

You can't help roast the chiles, chiquita.

What's the big deal? They're just chiles!

-Just chiles? -Yeah.

Maybe it's time you learn about your legacy.

Ok.

Your legacy.

A legacy is something special that's in your family.

It's a part of you, and not everyone has it.

-So it's only special to us? -Oh, yeah.

This is our family secret.

Ok?

-You can't tell anyone. -I pinky swear.

Pinky swear? I'm trusting you.

All right.

So, it goes like this.

A long, long time ago,

your great-great-great-grandfather

made a bet.

With a very wise man.

His name was Fabian Garcia.

And he would become known

as the inventor of the New Mexico green chile.

Cool.

But at the time,

Mr. Garcia was just a penniless farmer.

He had no money to give.

That's not right.

- But he had something better, chiquita.

He had seeds.

These chile seeds

have been passed on through the generations.