We are down to the final two weeks before Red reports for work. We are packing it in.
We just got back from a weekend in Memphis, TN--celebrating my brother's 30th birthday. It was awesome.
Friday night we sat out on the front porch, relaxed, ate a delicious dinner, and reminisced about Henry Crystal--- a pet chicken of yesteryear. (There are rumors that he was cooked by the maid).
My bros opened their gifts from Trader Joes; and Ragan and I spent some time dancing to some weird 70's music. All in all, it was perfect.
Saturday morning Red and I got up and headed down to the farmer's market for some food-truck action.
Beginning at my brother Chris's truck (Fuel), we got the breakfast burrito and hibiscus tea--whoa--amazing.
Then, because you know Red's obsession with perfect pizza, we moved one truck over to try some at Rock n' Dough. This place had a wood burning oven in the back of their truck!! Dude!
No doubt: Red declared he could eat from food-trucks for the rest of his life and be completely and utterly satisfied.
After our food coma we diligently worked to transform Ragan and Michelle's backyard into a setting fit for a luau---complete with lei's, parrots, and a frozen drink machine. Yum.
Without any doubt, it was a great weekend...and now we're back in STL with Hans and Lee in town from Belgium and more friends on the way.
We might as well let summer go out with a bang!
We just got back from a weekend in Memphis, TN--celebrating my brother's 30th birthday. It was awesome.
Friday night we sat out on the front porch, relaxed, ate a delicious dinner, and reminisced about Henry Crystal--- a pet chicken of yesteryear. (There are rumors that he was cooked by the maid).
My bros opened their gifts from Trader Joes; and Ragan and I spent some time dancing to some weird 70's music. All in all, it was perfect.
Saturday morning Red and I got up and headed down to the farmer's market for some food-truck action.
Beginning at my brother Chris's truck (Fuel), we got the breakfast burrito and hibiscus tea--whoa--amazing.
Then, because you know Red's obsession with perfect pizza, we moved one truck over to try some at Rock n' Dough. This place had a wood burning oven in the back of their truck!! Dude!
No doubt: Red declared he could eat from food-trucks for the rest of his life and be completely and utterly satisfied.
After our food coma we diligently worked to transform Ragan and Michelle's backyard into a setting fit for a luau---complete with lei's, parrots, and a frozen drink machine. Yum.
Without any doubt, it was a great weekend...and now we're back in STL with Hans and Lee in town from Belgium and more friends on the way.
We might as well let summer go out with a bang!
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