Tonight’s meal – a barbeque – was a bit later than originally intended. I had had a productively and pleasingly busy day, first painting some of the garage (after an aborted quest to find a mallet and a need to tidy it) during the hottest part of the day and then mehodical planting of yesterday’s garden centre haul. At the end of it I was tired and grubby and in retrospect should have showered before lighting up the charcoal. Consequently, by the timewe were ready to put the burgers on the fire, the fire was close to being burnt out.
They cooked though, if slow-cooked, and were all all the more delicious served up with new potatoes and salad and eaten in the garden. Washed down with a cold beer, it makes a very satisfactory end to a lovely weekend.
