Left Kentucky with a killer meal and good-quality packing time with my mom and many sisters. Black bean and goat cheese empanadas, with pollo and a salsa fresca; cebolla, cilantro y lima. We drank wine and talked about inappropriate things for a baptist dinner table; a few conversations that made the virgin walls shudder. Mom observed with wide eyes, and Shelly and I laughed and laughed.
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