I’m going to get through my vacation posts one way or another. At this rate, you might be reading about early July in the middle of December. Which could be nice, or depressing.
On our second day of vacation we had cookout stuff (burgers, bacon-wrapped dogs etc.) served buffet style. We ate on the porch so we could watch the kids while they played instead of eating—because that’s their MO—and make sure that when they jumped off the dock it was the acceptable kind of jumping off the dock.
For the non-meat eaters—eater, actually—there were two salads, chips and sautéed shitakes. Or maybe the shitakes were for the burgers.
Can you spot the very special guest?
We heart summer. xo