Afternoon, muchachos. Back from the non-commie east side of the state. Lovely Labor Day weekend and we beat the return traffic so easy return trip. Only smoked one cigar - a cheapo that was gifted to me but wasn't half bad - but did a lot of drinking and a lot of laughing with family
Well done, Raz. Sounds like fun.
It was. If I may be forgiven for boasting a little, the Holtz clan has a reputation for being fun to party with, so it was a bit of a riot. Half the neighborhood around my brother's lot showed up to hang out. I bought up a third of the stock of the local tortilla factory, we made blistering hot pico de gallo, roasted jalapeños and habaneros, barbecued ribeyes, and my sons made shrimp that was to die for. All my nieces demanded that I perform all the songs I've written for them, and we drank fine liquor and made campfire pies. Good times.