Today, Chance, Tristan and I spent our day shopping for our last 3 Christmas gifts. We now only have 1/2 of a gift to get. Oh and part of what I got Moms is broken for some reason, so now I have to take it back tomorrow and get it replaced. That was a major bummer when I got home. It was my favorite part of her gift and I'm not sure they have another one. But I will find something to replace it.
Before we started our journey, we stopped at a new mexican restaurant here in Moore called Alfredos. It was our first time to go there and it was pretty good. They have fresh squeezed limeades and their dishes are extremely large. Had two meals in one. My meal came with pico de gallo. As I was munching on it, I was telling Chance the story of the first time I had it. The first time was in Dallas on one of my visits to Pat and Randy's house. I was a teenager, but I can't remember if it was when I was 13 when Meredith was first born, a "for fun" trip, or the trip I took after papaw died. But my memory of having pico has never left me. Randy took us to a nice restaurant and I was enjoying myself. There in this little dish was the pico but it looked like a cute little salad to me. Randy says, "Hey Brandee. Try one of those tomatoes." Without even thinking that this is Randy, the practical joker of all times, asking me to eat an innocent little tomato, I say OK and go for it. In about 2 seconds, my mouth was on fire. There was not enough liquid in that whole restaurant to extinguish it. He and Pat just laughed and laughed at me. Oh, it burned for hours. Now, as an adult, every time I get a chance to eat it, I do. I really like spicy foods. So today I'm telling Chance that I try it everywhere I go, but I have never ever found another tomato that has ever been as hot. As I'm talking away, I'm eating away. Then I grab a green piece of pepper and my mind is thinking bell pepper for some reason. I munch right down cuz I am talking and talking and whoops...I'm burning up again. Just as hot as that tomato. I guess I'll never learn. But it was nice reliving that old memory.
Well I don't really have much to say. I'm looking forward to Christmas next weekend. We have an event three days in a row. At least they are spread out this year. I will miss my family who cannot attend but I am thankful to be with the ones who will be there. I read my the blogs about Phil's visit and how sad he was. I too am sad about not having a "home" for all of us. And I get more and more saddened at how spread out we all are. If there is a bright side, we can sure try to make some time for us all to visit - a reunion of some sort, some time in the future. It still feels like home being with all my family no matter whose house we are in even if it is not grandma's home. I don't ever want us to get so separate we never ever get to see each other. Our central home may be gone, but we will be family forever.
Well I got myself a new computer game today. Chance says I need to wrap it and put it under the tree. We aren't supposed to buy frivolous things at Christmas that isn't meant for the holiday. But...well...I want it now. So, I'm going to go play it. I don't do such things for myself very often and today felt like a good day to do it.
Cya later gaters.
Saturday, December 16, 2006
Pico de Gallo
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By the title, I knew what story was coming. I could not tell you which trip either, but I do recall the look on your face as you ate some tomato.
Thank you for a wonderful trip down memory lane.
Randy
I remember you telling Dad and me about it, too. It was in 1985, after HS graduation and PaPaw's funeral. I can't look at pico de gallo without thinking about that story. Because of that, just looking at pico de gallo intimidates me! lol
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