Our D93 hood had their last day of school. Even though our family still has 5 more days, we're pretty much just pretending we're out too. Let the late nights begin.
Also, as per tradition (well, 2 years in a row) we needed a celebratory MEATing to officially crown "The Husbands" winners of our Amazing Race. It's always funny and shocking to hear their stories of how they claimed victory. The 15 passenger van is always a huge hit.
Friend, Beyonce, and I have a lot of work to do for next year to make the Race even harder.
Last night, we were able to gather and eat. And eat. And eat...
|Just waiting for the meat to cook...Also, don't let that newly built fence in the background fool you. Our new neighbors love us...I'm pretty sure.|
|Sometimes waiting is hard. We set up some distractions to keep us busy.|
We each bring enough steak to feed our own family. We pile it up and give it to Brazil.
Brazil lays it all out and I get to (if Brazil is feeling like he can give up some cooking control ;) ) add the fine touches before it goes on the grill.
Brazil stirs the hot embers, lowers the grill close to them and puts the meat on to cook.
Brazil then carefully turns, moves, rotates, (adds whatever drug to make it so addicting), the meat until it's cooked to perfection.
Then, he cuts it into pieces, and we all dive in. No forks. No plates. No steak sauce. No other food. Just our fingers and the perfect steak.
All of this happens to the tunes of the 90's, or Brazil's Spanish selection that we can't help but sing along with, or dance along with. (I've recently learned how to "floss"...it's taken me weeks, but I busted it out last night when Brittney Spears came over the speaker. Mulligan, my "Floss Trainer" was pretty proud of my dance move. Sorry I didn't get a video of it for everyone to enjoy.)
I am looking forward to a summer full of MEATings, night games, neighbors, water parties, sunshine, book club, friends, and wasting time on the porch.