Hope the weather is faring better around you to throw some meat on the grill. Why we honor our fallen soldiers with a weekend dedicated to barbecue is beyond me, but if we must, we'll go all the way.
We're gonna grill LAMB, baby!
Well, that's the plan when it stops raining, anyway.
We're taking instructions from this guy:
That's chef Fabio Viviani. Don't knock it - Zuki loves his cooking. Enough to the point the kid wants to go to culinary school. "My son, the chef." I could live with that. He's no engineer that's for sure. This is his idea of a "thinking cap."
|Butt Head (that's underpants he's wearing)|
Not to worry - the pants are clean. But in this picture, he is going commando. Apparently, he changed into his pants before putting on the underpants, so naturally, it had to go on his head. Perfect logic to be a chef, don't you think?
As far as raising logical kids goes, I'm batting oh-for-two, because Samu's fashion statement is "accessorize with Angry Bird band aids". Any boo-boo will do. Like a split lip?
I'm not expecting much, after all, Zuki asked me the other day what kind of name is ATM?
"Yes, in the Wizard of Oz, Dorothy calls that old woman, ATM!"
Chef material, I tell you.
And what do you know, it looks like the sun is making an appearance after all. Time to fire up the grill. And marinade the cook.
Enjoy your holiday and remember those who made it possible.