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that while all the Being a Nana Doesn’t make me old it make blessed shirt it is in the first place but offerings here are executed to perfection, the equestrian program is particularly incredible). On another day, we made our way with the rest of the guests at sunset to see the Ranch’s 70-strong herd of horses run from the corrals out into their edenic pasture (and we were close enough to the action to feel the ground tremble beneath our feet). We ate everything from pecan granola to chilaquiles and bacon and eggs for breakfast, and everything from barbequed Carolina pork with Oaxacan sauce and collard greens to ricotta agnolotti to profiteroles and huckleberry ice cream for dinner and dessert.
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