

Whatever be the case, I think R and the kids should be proud, they did a stand-up job. Our tomato plants are also on the verge of inundating us with fruit, and they even managed to grow purple potatoes, which are these really cool and delicious spuds that we've had in the past.
Last year we got the blight, which took out all of our potatoes and tomatoes, so this year we were keeping our fingers crossed. The weather last year didn't help, so the warm dry weather was a welcome change.

We barbecued some pork country style ribs with BBQ sauce, and then grilled some asparagus in olive oil and garlic. The food was great, and there was plenty of it. We tried to save room for cake

We were thinking of going out to eat, and it would have been much simpler, with no cooking involved and no clean-up, but we've reached a stage in our lives where it doesn't completely matter (sometimes it does) where we are, as long as we are together having fun. So we enjoyed ourselves even in lieu of the fact that there was a lot of preparation and clean up.

So, in closing, though we didn't plan properly to manage our yearly trip to the Franconia Inn, or anywhere for that matter, we had a great birthday, and it really boiled down to hanging out and being together.
And, of course, not dealing with the dumplings, which will inevitably come back to bite us in the you-know-what, but I can't think of such things right now.
Just a quick side-note. I was given a bottle of sparkling apple cider from none other than DC, and I foolishly assumed it was alcohol free. It's apple cider, right? I was saving it for a special occasion and figured a birthday was a good time to pop the cork. I served to everyone at the table, and on the first sip, it became painfully clear that it contained alcohol. You should have seen the look on everyone's face, and the kids gave me constant grief for my slip-up. I guess I should have read the label more closely, especially the part where it says it contains 7.5% alcohol. For the record, the kids hated the taste, and I'm not much of wine drinker, myself... though I play one on TV.
Until the next time, thanks for reading.
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