Before leaving Omaha, we decided to go to our favorite restaurant, California Tacos. I don't know if I have mentioned this before, but part of the reason that Mark really likes it is because it used to be California Street Pharmacy. The story goes, so the owner told us, that his family had owned and operated California Street Pharmacy for many generations. When it passed to him, he didn't want to be a pharmacist, so he decided to turn it into a Taco shop. He kept many of the old, (and I mean REALLY old), pharmacy equipmenton display in the restaurant. The tacos and other menu items are actually pretty good.
So after a day of packing, we went to say good bye.
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| This was after a day of packing, so that is why I look so terrible! But the chips were yummy! |
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| Before we moved we got rid of the couch, and were reduced to the futon. Whenever I would lay on it, Polly thought she had to join me. The futon eventually went too. |
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| As we cleaned out the top floor, we moved our desk downstairs. So Polly then thought she had to be involved in anything we were doing at the desk since it was in the kitchen. |
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