Return to Rudy's

Remember when I said we were going to Rudy's?!

It was awesome.  For a moment, it felt like we really were in Texas again, hanging out with the Mallory's like the good ole' days.  

And then I remembered my sweet baby cheeks over there...  It's no longer the good ole' days.  

I guess it's the good to'days?

Turkey, sausage, brisket, drool...

Emily settled on some ribs.  Grant & I may have had to help her finish.  We're good for that.

And the classic Logan Mallory picture.  Reminisce about those here.  Or here.  Or even here.

Rudy's rocks.  I get just enough Texas to fill my belly with food and my heart with memories. All the good stuff without all the sweating.