Hot Time, Summer

…in the swamp. Nothing like one of…


…with your choice of condiments and cheese (He’s Swiss ~ GACK! ~ I’m American), topped off with some nummy avocado slices, along with sides of salad with homemade vinaigrette and wagon wheels with pesto made from homegrown herbs. Top that off with a lovely chilled glass of rosé* and voilá! You don’t mind the heat and humidity as much.
*That would be a 2005 Benessere Rosato di Sangiovese, from Napa. Lip schmackin’!
I feel better already. Ten minutes to “Deadwood”.

8 Responses to “Hot Time, Summer”

  1. Kcruella says:

    Must you gloat?

  2. WunderKraut says:

    My God!
    Can you guys adopt me and my family?
    What say you Mom? Dad?

  3. Susanna says:

    Golly, beautiful stemware. You did those, huh, THS?

  4. You have to live closer to be adopted, dear Kraut. But I am willing to clean the bathroom should you amble by someday…
    (Well, yes I did, thank you for noticing. That was lovely of you. {8^P)

  5. Lisa says:

    Fire up the grill, Major Dad! I’m comin’ for Christmas!
    (Or a couple days later.)

  6. The bathroom will be sparkling!

  7. yankee h8ta says:

    tree huggin sista is a silly doo da hay who ent got a clu i don’t like her and i would like to hav a nasty debate with it the silly little beeyatch

  8. And I am all a twitter at debating someone who comes in on such a silly search If you can’t display some of the civility you English are so famous for, then maybe you should just stay off the keyboard.

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