Dang good breakfast company. Shot the breeze with Miss Opal the matriarch of Bozemans. We are both shenanigators. hahaha Hooked her up with some supah cute earrings to go with her even flyer Christmas sweater. I don't really celebrate it, in many regards but I mean I also am no Grinch....She is so funny she said how was that cake, I said so good I would have been risking my life not to leave most of it at mamas. hahahaha She makes the BEST cakes.
They got some big old community tables to eat at. She saw me and made a bee line. She is definitely my buddy. Introduced me to her soon to be son in law, her oldest daughters beau. When he walked away she said I got another one to boss around. hahahahahahaha
Miss Opal put out the spread for him....he is visiting with her older daughter. He is from up North....I said yeah that Cracker Barrel....folks think that is southern food, ain't no such thing, Miss Opal said SURE ain't. Told him you got real southern food with Miss Opal plated you up. He was nice, hope he is respectful to her, it is expected culture. She'll put him to work if not. hahaha
