I am sitting on the back steps beneath a towering, moss-dripping oak, looking out across the fresh-cut lawn at the shadows stretching across the twinkling waters of the marsh, sipping a margarita, and enjoying the scent of crackling burgers on the grill.
I just thought the world should know.
There is only one thing that cook make that setting even better…the smell of chili roasting!
…but if someone has got to do it..might as well be you. Right!
Aye. It’s a rough life!