Oh, I love summer. This weekend we sat by the pool and my cabana boy served me my steak the way I like it — along with bacon for my baked potato.
We sat in the breezy early evening wishing this season could go on forever. It really makes me want to move to Miami.
The start of something beautiful
Served with love
We had planned on grilling our steaks on Friday night but first the neighbors on the right side came over for an impromptu swim. Then, the neighbors on the left side came through the gate. It was then a full-blown par-tay in the yard.
After the sun went down we ventured over to the first neighbors’ house to play their Wii. Don’t get me started on that obsession. It’s like crack.
It was 10:30 pm when we got home and put the kids to bed. So my hubby and I had popcorn for dinner.
Yummy.
So, we enjoyed our steak on Saturday night. An extra night of marinating did our steaks good. They were that much more tasty.
And the anticipation was almost more than we could stand. They were worth it though. And the service was impeccable. (Not to mention the view.)
If only I could make weekends like that last forever. Good food, fun neighbors and activities to make the kids fall into bed with exhaustion.
Summer really is the best season of them all.
March 15th, 2010 at 12:19 am
You could have a great method of placing items into perspective.