My son threw a kick-ass party yesterday. When did he learn to cook for so many and so well? I doubt my mother could have done better. And if the spirit of the people was any indication, I think his grandparents/my parents were present and enjoying the good vibes he wrought on Labor Day Sunday.
Food was great, the people better. This is one Labor Day weekend I'll remember joyfully.
Mil Gracias, Hijo.