It was a long wait for my return to the birthplace, but it was worth it. Ok, honestly, there was no welcoming committee waiting for me at the airport and the car rental guy did not seem to notice my attempts at a Texas accent. However, when I looked around through the haze of humidity I did notice that people were looking at me with a warmth in their eyes and looking at Catherine (yankee born) like the neighbor boy who has been caught looking through the curtains one too many times.
Our first meal was in a colossal restaurant which could only be described as Southern Las Vegas style hangover. The servings were massive and it was a great warm up for the trip.
Annabel
Now...on to the food! ::crowd goes wild::
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