Chinese on Sunday

Mike and I were just exhausted after the cookoff. I don't know...just the weeks thinking about it, not finding any kidney beans in the stores here....begging a pal going to Loreto to buy some for us. Turned out we used two huge cans with 6 lbs. 12 ozs each. Then the prep and ordeal of the event. We remembered that on Sundays they had Chinese food in town. Hadn't tried it before, so we sat there for an hour and a half waiting for our order. There are lots of Yees in town, a leftover from the past when Chinese people were here working, then stayed, or were abandoned as they were in many places like Visalia or San Francisco. Last night the place was totally crowded with Mexicans...who looked suspiciously like Chinese people. Finally we asked for our order to GO. It was absolutely the worst Chinese food I have ever had in my life. I nibbled, then threw it away this morning, but Mike was so famished that he ate it anyway. A pound of MSG, maybe a pound of oyster or black bean sauce...just too much salt no matter what it was.

We were playing peeek-a-boo with a little boy in a highchair, and he finally fell asleep We glanced over an took this amazing shot.