End of Production Day One

My ambition to roll the entire 32 dozen dark chocolate flavors was not to be. I keep forgetting that I'm not the toughest nut in the bag anymore. I gave in at around 20 dozen and took my mother and April out to Camacho's for dinner.

Once I get this new camera figured out I'll do a photo essay on the place. Camacho's place is a little restaurant that sits on a ditch bank, across a field from a feed lot. Out in the middle of nowhere. The food is legendary. When they come here to do their winter training the Blue Angels always are found at one of their tables. They bring the little plane models and wave them around as they talk about the day's flying. When they had their last change of command the team flew down to Camacho's from Pensacola, loaded up bags of food for the entire crew and their guests and flew back.

Tomorrow I'll roll the last 12 dozen. Then I can start dipping on Monday along with making the white chocolate flavors.

And that's the news from down south.