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I might as well come out of the closet here, my book is getting a lot of attention and I am advertising it in a lot of places. Sooner or later even a stoner will figure it out :rofl: :crying: It will be available on Amazon Books soon.

My real name is Ralph A Dillard Jr. My family owned Estrada's Spanish Kitchen in Fresno California for nearly 100 years. From the 1890s there were as many as 7 family owned locations all around California. They are all gone now, mostly because they all died and any family members still living are not interested in working as hard as it takes to make the food and run a restaurant. None of them even know how to cook the food! Many of them have bought my book:doh:.

My website is estradas.us if you are interested in my book - links to my on demand printer are on my site.

Where is the AFN discount code? Do I get a signed pro bono copy?
 
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Oofda I'm ripped. Going to start on some burgers. We were going to have them last night but switched to chicken patties at the last second. The blue cheese bacon brussels sprouts were to die for though.
 
Guess the owners leave this cat outside on its own for days at a time cuz its always hungry when it comes over! Luckily we always have extra cat food to share…til i find him pooping in my bushes! Then he’s going hungry! :shrug::kitty::crying:

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Guess the owners leave this cat outside on its own for days at a time cuz its always hungry when it comes over! Luckily we always have extra cat food to share…til i find him pooping in my bushes! Then he’s going hungry! :shrug::kitty::crying:

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Had a cat that lived in the same small neighborhood I did. He had an owner, but was very much an outdoor cat. He was an absolute master at arranging for meals from neighbors.

Thing was, he was so fascinatingly adorable that while everyone knew, we all enjoyed it when the cat stopped by for a visit now and again.

In my case, he would jump onto a ledge outside my bedroom window and just wait until I woke up. Then he would start punching the window to make sure I knew it was my turn to feed him until I looked at him. Then he would meet me at the front door.

Not gonna lie, it impressed me.

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