In honor of Brandon, we stopped at mollies cafe on our way to Sunvalley for the weekend. Tommy was melting down, and it was the only joint we could see.
It was not the best in the world, but it clearly helped Tommy's mood.
We found some good reading at the table which made me think of my mother-in-law...
There's a running joke in our family about finding the best restaurant in the world in some back water town. It stems from a comment Brandon made as we all drove through some crappy Utah town looking for a place to eat. He suggested a local diner, but we all voted him down. He said "you'll never know, that could be the best in the world". I am jealous of brandon's eternal optimism.
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