Ain't Nothing Like 'Em...

Last weekend, the hubs and I decided to make a Costco run. It's important to have 6,000 fluid ounces of laundry detergent. Just in case.

On the way there, we stopped and ate at Dreamland. To be completely honest, ribs have never been one of my favorite things to eat. Messy. I will, however, chow down on some Dreamland ribs from time to time. It reminds me of happy times in my childhood. My mom's family loves Dreamland, and it was usually a staple around 4th of July.




Before you are brought your ribs, the server brings a basket of bread and a cup of sauce. It's really spicy. I wouldn't recommend it to those who suffer from frequent heart burn.




Layton was as wild as ever. He is never a tame child when eating out. I'm not sure why.




Ella and Charsy were precious though. Very, very good girls.