My cat is confused about how we got stuck in the TV.
I've written on this blog about my obsession with tacos probably more times than you're interested in. On top of that, I've written about this specific taco place multiple times. I don't care. This place is my favorite and I love it. I wish that this lady was my mother. Every time I've eaten here, she's been making tortillas by hand. Those tortillas are one of my top favorite things to eat of all time. Including things that my mom makes. My Mexican mom uses this wooden thing thing to make them that looks like it's older than I am. Oh yeah, and they have a keg of horchata. This is the best taco picnic with the best people I know. That's the only picture though because I was too busy eating the rest of the time.
I haven't posted any pictures of mushrooms in a while, but we saw those on the way to a street festival to walk around and look at our friend's art. Dear little girl, some day this photo will explain the reoccurring nightmares you will undoubtedly have as an adult. Please email me for an explanation when you're old enough. It will save you a lot of therapy money.
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