The Gas Grill and the Bar
Within a week, the gas grill and the bar arrived. Both objects are excellent additions to my home. And not ironically, but interestingly, fit within the spirit of this blog perfectly – musings on food and wine.
First grilled meal: hamburgers. With all of the fixings, of course. Lettuce, tomatoes, pickles, avocados, cheddar and because I like them, sautéed onions.
First drink from the bar: a cosmo. The bar is stocked, with room for more bottles and glasses.
I'm really excited about having the grill. BBQ just says, well, deliciousness. So many possibilities of what I can make, so many recipes that I'm excited to try. It's been assembled and functional for about a week, and already, I've used it four times. And, it prompted a new purchase: a popcorn popper for the bbq!
I'm also excited about the bar. Not only because it appeals to my inner alcoholic, but it's just so damn cool. It fits into the spirit of the Vertigo, seeming to capture that trendiness and cool of the early 60s era. The bar will be put to good use for the soon-to-be housewarming.
Here is Pete with the grill. He assembled it for me, I think because he knew that in turn, I'd grill him something delicious.
Burgers, the first meal.
The bar. The angle is bad, and since, I've rearranged the furniture. Note the wall decal behind.
The night before flying to Copenhangen for holiday, Aaron came over for dinner. While Pete was assembling the bbq, Aaron artfully arranged the vinyl decals on my wall. I'm still trying to finish it up, namely, the decals aren't sticking to the wall as well as they should. The songbirds (not chickens, Pete) are super cute, nestled in the green branches.
