Lunch With Grandma

Adventures, Eating, and Ruminations with Some Radical Grandmas.

When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s your birthday?

Grandma and I were walking back from services when I saw a big, almost-full moon shining brightly down on 2nd Ave.  When I pointed out the moon to Grandma, she looked up at it and got excited.  She said, “Wow!  Beautiful!  But after all, the moon knows my birthday is next week so it had to say come and out say hello.”