Today my dear husband grilled on his new Weber grill. He went to Publix, bought too much cod, and we called friends to see who would be able to come over for dinner. Uncle Goldens was able to come over, right after he sold his motorcycle. The guys had a good time, talking over the grill, enjoying the back porch.
Dinner was good. Blackened grilled cod, steamed veggies (zuchinni, squash, bell pepper) tossed with cream and parmesan cheese. Yum! Conversation ranged from motorcycles to drug dealers, government, family, and more politics.
Harry was the bad dog of the evening. He has a terrible habit of bumping people's elbows for attention. Well, sometimes his timing is terrible. He bumped Uncle Goldens and made him spill his drink as well as break his glass. Oh well, guess that means another trip to TJMaxx for me. :) Good thing it wasn't our fine crystal.
Friday, May 8, 2009
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