A day filled with many turns around the Upland neighborhood

Yesterday was a beautiful day. It kind of felt like it wasn't going to be, so I wrote it on the whiteboard in the kitchen to remind myself. At the Souphouse, we had a goat roast, which ended up very very burnt. But the chicken was really good and by some strange concidence, Josh made "Russian Salad" from Argentina, which lo and behold, was real Russian salat. I didn't have any. Not just yet.