More food. It looks like I had already gained 10 pounds after 3 days.
Maggie, the happy chef. Working under grandma's ever watchful eye.
One morning we had breakfast at a local greasy spoon. Like everything in America, the pancakes were super-sized.
At dinner one night, Grandpa started telling stories of his experiences in WWII. Apparently, one of his assignments was to plan and organize traps for Japanese fighters that were chasing US bombers on their way back to their base in Hawaii.
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