We were hanging out at Matt and Kristi's house, watching the horses graze.  Dad was playing tether ball with his two younger boys, I was holding Baby Kayla and talking to the girls.  It was the day of the Sabbath, and we were just enjoying this beautiful day. 

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A new neighbor of ours, Miguel, who attended our Passover Dinner, came over to us and invited us to dinner.  I hadn't fixed anything, so in another hour, all nine of us were sitting around his table, eating the tacos and tostadas he'd prepared for us.  As we were leaving, he told us he had planned to fix a big dinner for us the next day, and that this was just an impromptu meal he had prepared when he seen us all hanging out together.

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The next day, we came back at 5:00 p.m.,as requested.  Miguel and his brother, Rafiel, had fixed us a banquet of food.  An appetizer of freshly made guacomola and chips; a first course of homemade soup; and a plethora of entrees:  Tacos, flutas, quesadeas.  Each entree filled an entire large platter.  It was a banquet of food!

 Miguel and Raffiel waited on us as if were in a restaurant. 

It was a feast big enough to feed an army, and delicious!