My husband made this wonderful outdoor kitchen this year. He dug it out of a bank, surrounded it with stone, paved it with brick and made a fireplace. He also has a smoker, BBQ pit and small charcoal grill in here. I brought my computer out here to do my clichés this week, and I sit in a comfortable chair, shaded by our cedar roof, in front of a fire. What a great place to write! And drink a bit, while noshing on chips and salsa, waiting for the ribs to be done….where was I? Oh, yeah, I’m supposed to be writing about clichés! Guess I better put down my cider and get started:
Or I could just wait until tomorrow as people just showed up. You know what they say, if you smoke some ribs, they will come!