"They must all be mad at each other," I chance overheard one of the bartenders say to the other. What? That's the first time that I really began to pay attention to the dinner and subsequent meal habits of those in the UK.
The American cowboys and cowgirls are going to Europe - someone pray. I'm not sure if you should pray for us or pray for the United Kingdom for when this whirlwind group of fun touches down! About a year ago, we made the offhand comment about wanting to go to Europe. Well, my older sister... Continue Reading →