January 28 - Ron and I ran to Mountain Home, AR, to get a few needed supplies. (I finally found affordable, cute baskets, Nana.) We took time to fool ourselves into eating Mexican food. Food not good, but our teenage waiter treated us to random singing escapedes like, "Can I get you a to-go boooox?", grunts, high voices, low voices, flexing motions, and all other things that were EXTREMELY annoying. If nothing else, we got a few chuckles.
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I had to chuckle - what were you thinking? Good Mexican food can only be found in Mesa on Main Street.
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