We came back to Brad’s home town, Orange, Texas for Ann’s memorial tree planting at Shangri La Gardens. As we pulled into town, Brad’s first order of business (as always) was to get to Casa Olé as soon as possible, to get queso flameado. Now, I consider myself a connoisseur of Mexican food, and really… this queso flameado is not that great; however, I assume it is like my deep love for the Taco Bueno bean burrito and chalupa (now they call it a tostada), a teen staple.

Brad was going to “run in” and get his food before we headed to the bead and  breakfast while Giada and I stayed in the car. 15 minutes later, I’m like, “What the hell?” Giada is awake and fussy and I thought I might as well go in and change her diaper. I walk in and here is Brad, margarita in hand, regaling the crew about his Casa Olé days! A moment’s disgruntlement was allayed by my  own margarita. We took lots of pictures with the crew and said a wistful goodbye as the Casa Olé chain has yet to make it to Dallas and it is unlikely we will return to Orange for a long time.