Dialing into the waaaaay-back machine here. I told you there was stuff to catch up on, and not in order. And this isn't even a big one, to be honest. I just like it because it was an evening to grill. And that is a wonderful thing.
Van
bought us some, well, big-ass steaks.
No two ways about that. I brought over corn on the cob, and between us, we had the fixings for a big and satisfying dinner.
Conrad
did his part, too: setting the table, petting Olive. The three of us outside. A fine evening, some wine.
What more could we ask for?
And as a bonus, Saturday morning walkies with the Little Girl!
We haven't had enough nights like this so far this summer, and we have a lot of stuff on our plate ahead. A shame. These are rare and delightful nights. Here's hoping for another one soon.
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