The first time I had Mexican food I was about 12 years old. I was at a sleepover party and tacos were on the menu. I must have eaten 4 of them. I was absolutely blown away by the crunch of the shells coupled with the tangy salsa and spicy ground beef. Unlike my own children who basically … Continue reading Sunday Supper
Day: June 14, 2010
Until the sun finally comes out again…
Song Oh! To be a flower Nodding in the sun, Bending, then upspringing As the breezes run; Holding up A scentbrimmed cup, Full of summer's fragrance to the summer sun... Amy Lowell
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