It was a really nice evening. I picked up my brother and we drove to Valparaiso, to a Spanish restaurant called Don Quixote. Very authentic Spanish. As in the owner and cooks are from Barcelona.
Anyway, my brother and sister-in-law used to go there all the time. It was my sister-in-law’s favorite restaurant because it reminded her of home. Today is the second anniversary of her death and my brother wanted to go there to remember her.
So we ate and drank and reminisced. It was good. I’m back home and bushed. And I have to wake up at 4:00 a.m. tomorrow because I’ve got both the Masses since Fr. Declan is on vacation. And it’s a full moon tomorrow. This is going to be a wonderful night. 😮