Sunday, April 10, 2011
The sun is blasting down the stairs, I've finished almost a whole percolator of very rich YUBAN, and Chris is dismantling a huge pork butt which went onto the grill after the burgers came off last night. It had its own gentle, smoky nap whilst we slept, and now is at the beyond-slicing stage, on into kinda wobbling apart beneath the big knife into rich, moist clumps. The aroma from the kitchen is about to lift me bodily by my nose and drift me in there, like Bugs Bunny. We're going to have some for breakfast, and get ourselves out into that sunshine and take aholt of that Winter-wrecked patio. I swear, if you don't hear from me in the next few days, send a search party---we'll probably be either buried under lawn chairs and bushels of leaves and limbs, or the neighbors will have US hauled away by the Health Department. Everybody have a GOOD day! PS Is ANYBODY else having trouble lately making Blogger recognize paragraphs? I seem to be making big blocks of words, with no divisions, and no amount of EDIT will fix it.
Posted by racheld at Sunday, April 10, 2011