As per her usual. Mom planned ,prepared and presented a wonderful meal. Nothing was served that I did not thoroughly enjoy..too excess I might add.
In her brand spanking new digs...Mom is certainly showing why I always ask her where to hang a painting, or where a decorative item should be placed.
The hacienda may be a little to classy for the likes of me scrounging through the fridge looking for goodies...but...giving Pops grief makes us all happy...all the time...so I'm allowed entrance into the gates(literally)...
Good food..Good times...
