I awoke this morning with the strange feeling I needed to start drinking beer and eating hotdogs. Then I realized what day it is.
The kids are all out of town, working, or somewhere else. Doesn’t matter with Marilyn. She has enough food for an army, in case one shows up. She’s grilling burgers on the back porch on a $5 dollar Hibachi grill she bought at Wal-Mart. Bet everything will still taste wonderful.
Still smarting about her favorite cook’s recent social problems, she prepared Paula Deen’s famous potato salad. There’s also watermelon and strawberries for desert. No Vidalia onions at the store for some reason. Oh well!
HAPPY 4TH OF JULY, everyone! Hope you are having as much fun as us.
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