Ernie's Grandad and Nonni were in town visiting him today. Luckily I bought some fish snack in Moldova just in case I needed to entertain guests back home.
Nonni brought Ernie a bag of rocks from her garden. They were gratefully accepted and closely examined.
The Moldovan fish snack smelled so bad after I opened the bag that Lydia put it on the porch to air out.
I think a new house rule is that if you bring me a bag of rocks you gotta eat some Moldovan fish snack as your punishment.
We had dinner at DERU. Many food critics are saying the food there is derucious.
