Dinner that night was this beautiful salad prepared by my mom, and burgers on the grill by my dad.
The next day was a relaxing one - at least for me and my mom. My dad was tinkering around the site all day. How he does love to tinker. Perhaps that is one of the reasons why everything my parents own is in such tip top shape.
tinkering . . .
more tinkering . . .
Dinner that evening was skewerless shish kabob - one of my parent's regular camping meals.
The main ingredients . . . thick cut bacon, five quartered plum tomatoes with the wet seed middles removed, one container of whole mushrooms cut in half, one red onion cut into eighths, one green pepper and two red peppers (because I like red ones more than green) cut into about one inch square pieces, and anything else that sounds good to throw in.
My mom pan fried the potatoes and onions - I never get tired of this dish. It's better than french fries.
Oops . . . this picture doesn't belong here . . .
But it's too cute to delete. That's my dad and youngest niece Hannah dressed as a mime for her French class restaurant at one of her school events. Oh la la, tu est adorable!
We dined under a blue sky
The only thing missing is a loaf of a good crusty french bread with cold butter.
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