So, it's Friday. Yesterday, I grilled outside. Threw some London Broils on the barbie and grilled up a red onion and a mess of Brussel sprouts. Oh sure, those with gas grills can grill anytime, and even more convenient are those with the gas line coming out of the house. But there's just something special about charcoal grilling in January, or anytime during the off-season for that matter, that just makes the food taste better. It helped that it was 50 yesterday so I had the deck doors open. Another fine treat.
Today? 25. This weekend? Arctic blast with snow. Back at it, again. But these little unseasonable breaks make it a bit more bearable.
So with it being Friday, that could only mean one thing! Have a great weekend and I'll see you on Monday!!
4 comments:
Argh, where are me prunes...
Scientists finally discover Davey Jones is really a ninety four year old woman.
argh! Me spy a salty sea dog in with two good legs argh!
Hey it's date night!! Bring on the rum!
"Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?....."
I don't care what time of year it is, or how you cook them, Brussel sprouts suck.
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