They say you can never go home again, but I sure felt at home this last week as I ate my mom’s chile rellenos and tamales. Mi mama es la mejor cocinera.
And it sure felt like home when I took my kids to Huntington Beach. How many hours did I spend there as a teenager worshiping the sun? (Remind me to feed Nathan more.)
It also felt like home seeing a layer of yummy brown smog blanket the Los Angeles valley. (Here we are at the Griffith Observatory.)
It also felt like home watching my mom teach Ilene how to make lemon meringue pie. I still crimp my pie crust edges just like she taught me.
Who says you can’t go home again--at least for 5 days at a time.
3 comments:
You do feed Nathan! When he is over here, he eats more food than I do. Where does he put it all? I ask him this every time. That kids has been blessed with wonderful metabolism.
I love the pic with mom teaching Ilene how to make lemon meringue pie! How sweet is that?
Love,
Patty
I haven't been to Huntington beach in 9 years.
So sad.
Fun!! I'm jealous. You all look fab and like you had a great time!
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