For many years than I care to count, I thought the Lazy Donkey was a lighthearted folktale from Mexico that my Abuela told me a time or two about a lackadaisical burro that, per usual in these fables, is eaten by a thousand-year-old demon while his parents are at church. Now that I think about it, I may have gotten it mixed up with the one about an insolent duck.
Regardless, the Lazy Donkey is, apparently, also a Mexican restaurant on the outskirts of downtown, located at 317 W. Reno, across from an office furniture store.

