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| Carlos Guardado at work |
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| Commemoration At K and 17th Sts NW |
Today I write with sadness about Carlos Guardado who died recently. I'd wanted to buy an expresso a few times recently in the morning, or go get one of the delicious black bean burritos with guacamole for lunch, but his stand wasn't there at the usual corner of 17th & K Streets N.W. Perhaps he's gone back to El Salvador for a trip to see his family or went on vacation, I thought, but it turned out he'd died unexpectedly of a heart attack. I found out word of mouth as someone from my office had passed by the commemorative signs and flowers that were taped up on the scaffolding where his stand stood and that now told the story of his demise. Then, it turns out, there was a story in the
Washington Post on Carlos which provided details about his family and about how many people also missed him.
I'd gotten used to the wonderful food service he provided and had talked with him a few times about the weather, or coffee, or El Salvador or whatever. It seems a lot of people noticed his absence as there were several
stories in the paper about him. I will certainly miss Carlos and those marvelous black bean burritos and expresso coffee he served. It is a reminder of how all things pass and we all will too.
Today I write with sadness about Carlos Guardado who died recently. I'd wanted to buy an expresso a few times recently in the morning, or go get one of the delicious black bean burritos with guacamole for lunch, but his stand wasn't there at the usual corner of 17th & K Streets N.W. Perhaps he's gone back to El Salvador for a trip to see his family or went on vacation, I thought, but it turned out he'd died unexpectedly of a heart attack. I found out word of mouth as someone from my office had passed by the commemorative signs and flowers that were taped up on the scaffolding where his stand stood and that now told the story of his demise. Then, it turns out, there was a story in the Washington Post on Carlos which provided details about his family and about how many people also missed him. I'd gotten used to the wonderful food service he provided and had talked with him a few times about the weather, or coffee, or El Salvador or whatever. It seems a lot of people noticed his absence as there were several stories in the paper about him. I will certainly miss Carlos and those marvelous black bean burritos and expresso coffee he served. It is a reminder of how all things pass and we all will too.
