Friday, October 25, 2013

Deli Memories

There's just something about Beverly Hills that makes the SJG all fuzzy and nostalgic, especially when I'm with my dad.  Yesterday, we entered Nat n' Al's, and it all came back:  little me, staring up at all the goodies behind glass, while Dad ordered a Sunday morning feast.  Lox, bagels and cream cheese.  It was our Saturday afternoon tradition.  I always loved to tag along with him.  I still do, only now, I'm the one behind the wheel, searching for a parking spot.

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