I came home from work Monday and Evelyn ran up saying, "Daddy made TORTILLAS!" I walked into the kitchen and he was sauteing a bunch of vegetables to go with the filet strips he'd already cooked for our fajita dinner. Crazy thing was, I doubted for a second that he'd made homemade tortillas because the kitchen was so CLEAN. But out of respect for all the scrubbing I'd done on Friday, he'd already done away with his mess. What a guy! The dinner was fabulous.
Deep Creek pictures to come...
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