What are the “dog days of summer” anyway? I am not too sure, but I feel like we’re in them. HOT!! Just melting hot. Step outside and you want to go right back in. Unless you’re Quinn, then you lay on the concrete and soak it in. Odd puppy. Yeah, so that is my lead in excuse for “we didn’t do anything last weekend.” We had no plans, and nothing came up, so we just stared at the TV. Sunday was mildly productive. We got outside pretty early and assembled the little storage shed that has been sitting in pieces on the back patio for… A long time. Not entirely our fault. They shorted us one of the wall sections so there wasn’t much point in putting together the rest of it. The manufacturer shipped us a replacement piece, but by the time it got here the extreme heat had kicked in. But, it ain’t going to be any cooler for a while, so we finally got after it. We spent four hours putting that silly thing together. The instructions were like a book. A slow reading, poorly written book at that. At the end of the day, it looks sort of shed-ish though. Just a little spot to store the lawn mower and maybe a few other things. After that project we felt we’d earned a splurge, so we headed Into Town and got a big ol’ porterhouse steak at the butcher shop. Man, it was good. Don’t really remember the last time I had a porterhouse. As usual, the decision was driven by the sales, and it was pretty well discounted. Nice big 2.5 lb’er, it fed both of us and a decent sized lunch left over. I cooked it on the rather neglected Weber kettle, which was a good call. The wife deemed it “too smokey,” which I can’t really argue, but it was darn awesome all the same. Looking forward to firing the trusty kettle up again soon.
