A boys' apartment in my ward invited my roommates
and I over for dinner a couple weeks ago. Javier is
from Mexico and wanted to make us a delicious
Mexican meal. Authentic enchiladas were on the menu
and I asked if I could contribute anything.
He said I could bring some kind of dessert
but time ran out and I showed up empty handed.
I've been feeling guilty for weeks now and so
I decided to make those boys some Arroz Con Leche
during the BYU football game on Saturday.
And let me tell you, it was a HIT!