We knew we had fallen hard and far from our kosher days in Israel when we found ourselves at a local bbq joint called Purple Pig Cafe.Everyone around here knows the Purple Pig, but for friends and family afar, here's a little taste of our afternoon....
We started by discovering Kylie's shoes had been on the wrong feet all day.
We enjoyed decor like this...
and this.
We hugged Hawaiian Indians
and played in giant teepees.
As you can see, we have found the perfect little Texas bbq joint to bring our guests to! So, if you're planning on visiting prepare your bellies for something like this...
Sadly, as we piled in the car to leave Avery asked, "Where's the purple pig?" Poor thing was just plum disappointed!
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