Table

Yesterday the VBM and I fashioned a table out of an old door and some sawhorses and threw a sheet over it. His family came over for dinner. The bought house, I said to VBM, will have a deck.
We ate a lovely arugula/fennel/radish salad brought by VBM's Mom, grilled chicken wings,(because we love them but when you really get down to it who does not love chicken wings, especially with Frank's Red Hot and bleu cheese oh my) grilled tilapia with a lime/chipotle/adobo buttery thing, and artichokes with aioli. There was a pitcher of fresh made mojitos and fresh cherry juice to add. And sourdough bread and a fresh fruit salad with watermelon, mango, and blueberry.
I love this family of VBM's. They are smart and wry and kind and being with them is like taking my shoes off and walking barefoot in the warm sand of a beach, a beach I've been to many times, and one I love to go to often.