Well, here we are just a few more days til the big holiday. Are you ready? Is your shopping done? Have you accomplished all of the holiday activities you planned? I am bummed because we have not make it to the Christkindlmarket yet this year. It is pretty much the only holiday outing that I plan. The day we planned to go was cold and rainy, so we skipped it. I am hoping that we still get to go but we are running out of days. Sad.
Pizza Enchiladas

A few weeks ago, when Cliff and I were in Santa Monica, we ate at a Mexican restaurant. My go to when ordering mexican food is enchiladas. Always plain cheese; no meat or veggies, and always with red sauce. Never green. Never. Except for that one time in the Mexico City airport when I was dying of hunger and requested roja and got verde. And even then, I refused to eat them. I just stayed hungry for another 5 hours. But back to my story. Plain cheese enchiladas with red sauce. I ordered my usual and when I got them I took a bite and the first thing that came to mind was pizza. Now, it had been at least a week since I had eaten pizza, which is like unheard of. So either my taste buds were really craving pizza or their enchilada sauce was very similar to pizza sauce. We may never know.

It’s not surprising that the majority of the memories I carry with me about my Grandma and Grandpa involve food. Homemade pizza, mini shells, cream puffs and the best cauliflower I’ve ever tasted, just to name a few. I think they would be proud to know the impression their cooking left on me. 


