My first trip home felt more like a vacation than anything. My mom treated me to dinner at the Blind Angler in Peachland (excellent) and a few other goodies. We spent everyday taking walks with Kitty, perusing the Farmer's Market, and of course indulging the taste buds (it's Thanksgiving Weekend, come on!).
Then came the coma-inducing feast at Grandma's house, complete with stuffing and cranberry sauce.
It was a simple weekend, that is probably why it was so lovely.
By the way, the best crepe recipe is here->French Crepes
I see what you meant now by "fashion boots" and I have to say they are fabulous. I am a big fan. That is all.
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