Sunday, November 11, 2018

The Sunday Dawg

Belle and I had some pulled pork left over from the shoot yesterday, so we warmed that in a slow cooker, and I decided that we had some taco fixin's that we needed to sue, so we put it all out and gave the kids a choice.  They could do "street tacos", or have a normal pulled pork sandwich.

We heated a bunch of corn tortillas on the griddle, and started the line through.

Elder son opted for the tacos.  Warmed corn tortilla, with shredded pork, sour cream guacamole, ad shredded cheese.  I opted for those too, and we probably didn't eat a dozen of those between us.

Grandson Quin opted to combine the two.  A taco is a bun.  He said it was quite tasty, but came back later for more tortillas.

The dawg, of course, got his ration.  Afterwards he decided to nap on the couch beside Belle, in his classic uncomfortable pose.


Later, he opted for a more conventional napping position.

We're back in the house now, getting ready for the week.

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