Pumpkin Bumpkin

We had a great time Friday night driving out to Queen Creek and visiting Schnepf Farms. Well, MOST of us did...Natalie was not too pleased at first, being the grouchy pants that she is when she first wakes up from a nap. NO PUMPKIN! NO PUMPKIN!

But Ricky, Tata, Tristan, DJ and Sophia managed to change her mind pretty quicky, and after a lap around the farm, we went for dinner, drinks, and dancing at San Tan Flats. Who could ask for more?
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A Taste of Nostalgia

I'm on break from school again, until Monday. Albeit short, I've vowed to make it sweet. Tonight my roommate placated my request for albondigas for dinner, and I thought it would be the cherry on top to make a batch of homemade tortillas. It was my first time making tortillas anywhere but my nana's house, and I have to admit, they didn't come out perfect (or perfectly round), but they were surprisingly edible.

We experimented a little with the thickness, the cooking time on the comal, and palota techniques. At one point, I even used an O'Doul's can to roll out the tortillas while Cassie used the rolling pin. Still the effort put in to making these treats was how I always remembered - lots of hard work with a wonderful, soft tasty reward.
Even Hector got his hands in the flour!

Happy! Happy! Happy Day!

Today is Hector's birthday
He's turning 28!!
I've come here to say
He is amongst the great.
You know how to make me smile
You know how to make me laugh
You love me all the while
Even when I've got gas.
Though you already have it

I offer you my heart
Because I know you love me
Even when I fart.
It may not be the most expensive
Or the most risque
My love is what I have to give
To you this special day.

I love you.

Out with the old....

This is for my B....

And in with the new....