Reuben came down slumming to our neck of the woods to sacrifice money to the Mouse House. We managed to pull him away from pin trading long enough to go to dinner at the Guadalajara Grill complete with a mariachi band and dancers. I love this particular picture of Sheila and Lorelai. Items of note: the meal that comes in the big lava stone grindy thingy is super yummy, mariachi music doesn't need microphones, keep all extremities away from Kellen's mouth, Reuben, Alex and Reuben family are sweet, fun wonderful people. Looking forward to the next get together where everything audible is not overcome by brass instruments.