Mexican Restaurant

One very fine evening the Salow family went to Las Flores in Manchester to celebrate my Grandpa's birthday. It was funny when the waiters came over because my uncles and my father couldn't understand what they were saying. The only words I recognized that they were saying were the foods. I looked at the menu to see what they had but everything sounded gross. I was hoping that they would have American food there but they didn't. So Dylan, Zach, Savannah, and I went down the road and ate at Burger King. I liked that place much better than the Mexican Restaurant.