Reconnecting With My Family
My brother Gene was 84 years old Tuesday. The reason for my visit. I wanted to hang out with him. He walks three miles every day at the Burnsville Center enclosed mall. So I did too. Gene goes at a clip almost too fast for me and I’m 14 years younger. He’s done that for years. Now he walks it in two sessions, half in the morning, half in the afternoon. A great role model for me.
After a short road trip to a quiet country cemetery to view cherished family’s graves, I took him to El Azteca for lunch. It has the best Mexican food I’ve ever eaten. Their margaritas are tinged with an orange flavor mellowing their taste. I ate up their piquant chile relleno telling Gene, “I so want to come back here the next time I visit. Their food is amazing!”
I’ve never seen this either. Your waiter prepares guacamole from whole avocados as you like it right at your table.
Wednesday included another early morning walk at the mall and some errands. Later we stopped by Cub Foods to visit with the friends he’s made who frequent the store. I met some of them when I visited four years ago on my last trip here.
My trip’s grand finale was Gene’s birthday party, a day late. It was at Casper’s…Restaurant. 14 family and friends met for happy hour and shared good food.
My plan is to return again sooner and more frequently. Four years was four years too long.