The local weather widget on my Mac’s dashboard says it’s 90 degrees outside right now, but I don’t believe it. Although it does seem to be quite a bit warmer than what the weather guy reported this morning, it’s still not that hot. I’ll believe 80. Maybe. I can feel a nice breeze — refreshingly cool, but the sun is scorching! No complaints, however. None at all. Actually I’m sort of amazed that when summer officially began a couple of days ago with the ending of school, the ever-present June Gloom we’re accustomed to has disappeared.
That means tonight will be perfect for an outside dinner, after I scrape the hard water deposits off the glass on the patio table. So much for Martha living here, right? I’ll light some little votive candles, throw a couple of Duraflame logs in the chiminea, and hope the clouds don’t return so we can enjoy what promises to be a very warm evenin…
Every time that I think I’ve got my husband figured out, he does something that surprises me and makes me fall in love with him all over again. If food is love, this dish is obsession. My husband volunteered to make this week’s recipe for One Local Summer, and he truly outdid himself. This came out tasting so mouthwateringly delicious that if I didn’t know any better, I would have thought that a chef at one of the city’s finest restaurants had whipped it up. The sauce is where it’s at with this one, and if there’s one thing my husband does well, it’s sauces.