This past weekend was the C-tron’s bday so we had a birthday breakfast bash with berries and buds. It is tradition to do three things on his bday: 1.) Eat strawberry shortcake (the longest standing tradition on this day)…so we had it for breakfast! 2.) Have the g-flan over. This will mark at least the third+ year where the g-flan has helped celebrate. 3.) C-tron gets a new cast iron kitchen tool. This is the second year of this semi-tradition. C-tron was the lucky recipient of a pile of tater tots with a candle on top (aka a tot cake) to help christen his new cast iron mini pans. Unfortunately, I failed to take photos during the birthday breakfast bash so I tried to recreate the scene just for memory sake:
And I got a stylin’ photo of the man on his day with his special hat thing on:
Author: Ali Carras
At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change.
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