3 months ago
Grandma, your blintzes were the best. But with you gone forever, I go to Hugos.
Their Pasta Momma warms my heart, but I yearn for a Hugos blintze.
Chicken Cuban sandwich makes me sigh with joy, and a happy belly, but nothing beats those Hugos blintze.
Lemonades, real ginger, lavender-blueberry Bellini, a spicy Michelada. Ahhhh.
But with you Grandma, up in heaven, nothing down here can beat a Hugos blintze.
p.s. Don't tell him I let on. But even Uncle Jake loves Hugos, too.