I woke up on my forty-eighth birthday in the yellow house. I wanted to do that. It is a magical place for us. June fourteen, Flag Day, was the day.
Our new neighbor and friend, Fancy, took me out for lunch. We met another friend of hers, who is now my friend. Blessings multiplied.
Then I captured the C-Cat and drove to the old house and Joe said we were going to get CC ,our daughter, at college and have supper.
It could not have gotten any better than that.
But it did!
Joe drove past the college, after picking up CC, to Bonaire, Georgia. In this small town ,close to the Warner Robbins Air Force Base, is the best Vietnamese food. It is the Saigon Noodle House.
I like that name. Say it over and over. I am going to the Noodle House…Noodle House….Noodle House!!! Noodles, Noodles and more Noodles or rice if you like.
I am enamored with this cuisine. Fresh vegetables, lean meats, and thin rice noodles. Yummy!
The people who own it are warm, friendly and just darned nice.
I don’t know what they thought of us, sitting there taking a lot of silly photos.
We three had barbequed pork with grilled shrimp over rice noodles with a little salad all served in a very large bowl. It was unspeakably good.
We were delighted to be together. Can you tell?
grace surrounds us
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