Tonight we're in Phoenix, forced to the south of our proposed route by a threatened blizzard. This adds just enough time to necessitate another night on the road. I thought I was less than happy about it, until dinner tonight. At 8:42, we checked into a beautiful new Holiday Inn in the downtown, and asked the woman at the front desk for a dinner recommendation. When it turned out that that place closed at 9, we walked across the courtyard to a small Mexican grill - not a chain and I don't even remember anything other than that the name should have had "Sam" in it. In the Christmas spirit, I had one Red Beef Tamale and one Green Corn Tamale. They were fabulous - like the ones I remember having at my grandparent's. Handmade by Abuelos to supplement their family's Christmas fund. You can't mass produce a great tamale.
By tomorrow evening, I should be petting my son's dogs and baking some Gingerbread Loaf with Cream Cheese Frosting. Good Times!