"Echoes of Eden" Dayle King Searle

We just celebrated Easter, the day we remember the most joyous event of all time—the resurrection of Jesus Christ! Ron and I, like many of you, spent the week reading about and contemplating the last week of Jesus’ life, His atoning sacrifice, His death, and finally the glorious pronouncement, “Why seek ye the living among the dead?   He is not here but is risen.” (Luke 24:5-6) The center of our celebration was attending Sacrament Meeting and taking the Sacrament in remembrance of His atoning sacrifice. Then in the evening the Teca Once missionaries got together for dinner. Sister Camejo, one of the new missionaries, wanted to fix the dinner. We all offered to help, but other than desserts and fruit, she did all the prep herself. She wanted to share an authentic Mexican meal with us, and she did. It was fun to try the different taco fillings she prepared, though none of them were like what we call “tacos” in the United States. We were also able to visit with each of our children, s...

Saturday was Ron’s birthday! About a week ago, Pauline Davis told us about a good restaurant they’d found—the Palomino—which had great steaks and salmon. I said, “Sounds awesome! We’re going there for Ron’s birthday.” So Friday evening a big group of us from Teca Once went there. The restaurant’s specialty is steaks, and they did not disappoint. I ordered one called Filete a la Bacanora. The size of the steaks on the menu was in grams, and since I don’t speak grams, I had no idea how big the steak would be. When it arrived, it was roughly the size of half a cow. I had all I wanted, Ron had all he wanted (after eating his salmon), Tom Deaver had all he wanted (after eating his Cesar salad), and I still had enough left over for lunch the next day for me and Ron. However, my steak was not the biggest one at the table that evening. The Barnetts ordered one called a Tomahawk. When we saw it, we called it the Fred Flintstone steak. It came out hanging on a bone. They cut it off the sliced it...