Dora and the Danish Tacos

Most of the Hendrickson clan is still in town following Great-Grandma's funeral, and they gathered at Uncle Mark's today to celebrate a happier occasion. Three happier occasions, actually--three of the siblings have birthdays this month.

Dinner consisted of Hendrickson Tacos. Uncle Mark (shown above frying tortillas, which I'm told is essential for true Hendrickson Tacos), calls them Danish Tacos, since a Mexican friend informed him that they bear little resemblance to anything she ever ate back home.

That may be partly because Hendricksons use Creole seasoning (courtesy of Aunt Darla) on their ground beef.

(Doesn't Phillip look cute in an apron?)

It was fun getting to know Phillip's extended family better.

Joy particularly liked playing with her second cousins . . .

. . . and Dora the (Long-Suffering) Dog.

In fact, Joy was so taken with all things Dora-related that she insisted on showing Grandpa Dora's water bowl as soon as he arrived. He was duly impressed.