Tanga las eye

Sitting in the comfort of the old booth in the town cafe,
and the empty booths around me, the cook joined me
on the other side and began talking with me. Quickly
the conversation turned from idol conversation to story
telling.

"Hey have you ever heard of the herb ,tanga las eye?" I thought a
moment and with puzzlement she quickly new I had
never heard of it. "Let me tell you a story about tanga las eye."

The air moved around us from the fan above as the story quickly
began its capture of my attention.

When I was a young girl, She began, My mother would give my sisters and I
a note to take over to grandmas, telling her that our momma needed some
tanga las eye. Excitedly we would walk to Grandmas and hand her the
note.

"Awe yes, tanga las eye, come with me to the attic, I believe I have some
in the old trunk."

Anxiously we would all run up the stairs to the attic where
we beheld the trunk. It was a huge trunk, or at least that is how I remember it,
I was just little ya know so it might not have been as big as I remember.
We spent a good long time with Grammy as she pulled Aunty's wedding dress from the trunk. She began laughing and telling us all about the wedding and gazing at the ceiling as if she was there again. We found all sorts of neat stuff and some of the treasures we found had a story that we got to listen to. Finally we reached the bottom of the trunk. " Oh dear I must be all out of Tanga las eye today. I will have to go buy some more." She would tell us after each visit.
Being young we never caught on to the mystery of tang las eye. When we got older we discovered that tanga las eye means, "Keep them for a while."
The special herb is a secret recipe, Time out for momma. What a creative way to show support, what a loving and understanding family. Sometimes moms just need a little time out and what better way then with creativity and fun.

"How adorabley cute is that?" I said to Fana. I love this story. She smiled
at me and said that she loves to share that story because it meant so much to her.

Now I shared it too. Touching, sweet, and fun knowing that my time out for the
day going to the cafe and relaxing for a minute was time well spent with a very
precious friend. I am really blessed that her business was slow that morning.