Sweet Home Manchaca

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With a host of fun people we went to
  • The Fire Hall Kitchen
    • on 1626 last night. They have all you can eat catfish and live blue grass on Friday nights. It was much fun and comes to you highly recommended. Go check it out!

    Don't you love the picture?

    Comments

    Melissa said…
    Much, much fun! We must do it again SOON! Or maybe as soon as it cools down some? I have just noticed the guy on the right- he's totally blue grass with that mustache!
    11:44 AM
    22One7.org said…
    He is also my favorite. :)
    7:53 PM
    Anonymous said…
    It was a very good time. Would love to do it again. Except we can skip the hookin' Emily out for money part....

    That's right momma! That's what they tried to do to your baby girl!
    9:00 PM
    Melissa said…
    I don't know what she's talking about...
    8:55 AM
    22One7.org said…
    Me neither. She makes up stories, but we still love her.
    1:02 PM
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