It’s the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. who matter. – Marlene Dietrich
I am very grateful for mine.
What if your friends acted like your pets . . .?
Bonus cat – Murphy in repose.
What are you smoking? Last weekend Cousin (Cooking Guru) Brian came over and taught me how to smoke a chicken on my Weber kettle grill. A chicken…and some shrimp…and some sausage…and some more sausage…and pretty much everything else in the fridge that was smoke-able.
Shared dinner with friends – see the excellent pasta salad contributed by Breda. Grill bread and more was contributed by William the Coroner. Judy brought the beer. In the lower picture, the chicken is still wearing its cheesecloth protection device.
Thanks, friends and kudos, Brian, you are the Master.
Can’t wait to do it again.
Firearms, fibers, any news or behaviors that make me say, "hmm, let me take another look at this."
I still miss my man, but my aim is getting better.
Gunsmoke and Knitting 