Mom and Dad road tripped down to California this past weekend. I wasn’t a part of it. I stayed home with Grandma. It sounds like they had a good time.
I think the thing Dad looked forward to most of all was eating at Cafe Roma. From the time Mom decided to run this particular marathon he was looking forward to that Bucatini. I have to admit, it was good but I don’t know if I would drive all the way down to California just to eat one serving of it.
Until next time . . .