Sunday, November 6, 2011

san juan

teen and i went to brunch (so much fancier) in downtown san juan at the ramos house

chicken scrambled eggs with warm apple sauce and homemade waffles

some yummy unidentified cheese and fruit with almonds and brisquets that could kill

i can't remember what teen got but it was soemthing with the word flannel in it and eggs with runny yolks

the restaraunt is outdoor seating only and is attached to someones actual house just on the other side of the traintracks down town

they have water that to me tastes like cooking flour...sounds weird but it is so good and teen said i may be right on the taste...i drink it by the pitcher...they said it's from the cucumbers they soak in it but i feel ike there's more to it

pomegranite and grapefruit juice

the tiniest coziest boutique that just got bought by some lame company that we will own and run one day...cutest coziest cottage w a side yard...what dreams may come

garden stores

met up with niccle and baby ollie

hit the amtique stores

and dragged the sleeping baby to the petting zoo so we could look at the animals