Today Miss Keetha put us in her purse and took us on an adventure to Old Mexico - - - sort of.
It was called La Charreada.
When we came in the door, I peeked over the top of the purse and saw people smiling and calling out greetings to our Miss Keetha, only they didn't call her that. They kept saying "Hola, Panchita!!!" She smiled and greeted them back, so I guess there's a whole nother side to her that we don't know!!
Soon our waiter, David, came to our table. "Panchita" introduced us to him.
At first he looked at us like we were plain old salt and peppers or something - - - but it didn't take him long to realize we were alive and kicking.
He left us a basket of chips and a bowl of salsa.
I dove right in. Yummy!
Borris was a little more discreet. Oh, but don't be misled! I saw he had lots of salt on his whiskers and salsa dripping off his chin. I wasn't fooled - - - he was as big a pig as I was, just a little more polite.
Next Juan Carlos, the manager, came to our table. He was just about the nicest human we've had the fortune to meet. He loved us right away, so we both kissed him on the cheeks.
He kept telling "Panchita" that he was going to miss her when she moves away.
Now, for the BIGGEST SURPRISE of all!!! We were at LaCharreada to meet and greet Miss Kristin, The Goat!!!! She was passing through our little old town on her way from Jacksonville, Florida to Michigan.
We met her last year at this time, and we just adore her.
She read us the selections on the menu and let us help her order.
When the food came, she even fed us bites from our own little bear-fork.
Miss Kristin, you ROCK. We are sooooooo glad Miss Keetha took us out to have lunch with you.