When I visited the US, I would spend my last night in my hometown and my father would take me to his partner's restaurant before taking me to the airport since it was on the way there. I used to groan outwardly to him because despite he and his partner being together for over 20 years, she wasn't my step-mother and he would insist I would have to say goodbye to her. That part I hated but I absolutely adored her food. She would go into the kitchen and personally make me a plate of huevos ranchero with her very tasty red chile salsa, refried beans with cheese and rice with corn, carrots and peas. She would always make her son go and prepare me fresh-squeezed orange juice (you know he probably hated every squeeze as he didn't like my father for the same reason I didn't like his mother! Lol) so you know it tasted even better! I always secretly loved the attention she gave me and she was frankly an amazing cook. Her restaurant has been going strong for 40 years for a reason.
My family will be moving back to England in a few years but I'll be leaving Houston now since my father has passed away and I have no reason to go to my hometown and have that meal I would outwardly complain about. I can't say I'll really miss much now but I'll probably eat at Pappadeaux's at IAH and eat oysters on the half shell with some champagne.
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