Good food was not hard to come by on vacation. Each night we fixed a fabulous feast that had us moaning and groaning with full tummies. But Mmmm...mmm...was it ever so good!
I don't know what was better...the food or the good company at the table.
[Disclaimer: My Mom does not normally wear a colander on her head while washing the dishes - only when she's surrounded by 5 crazy people in one beach house...and when the TV is getting poor recepetion.] Love you mom!
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