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Tuesday, September 23, 2014
We asked our 8 YO boy what he wanted for dinner. "Invisible tacos!!!" he cried with glee.
We were perplexed, what is the boy talking about? Finally we put it together that he was talking about Olive's spring rolls. By "Taco" he meant "Burrito" and by "Burrito" he meant "Spring-roll". Turkey bacon/ avo, cucumber, cheese, beets, greens and sesame seeds. Good stuff!