Ok so I’ve got two of the three I suppose but what is the deal with the lack of barbecues this summer. I mean come on, what’s not to love?
The smell of charcoal and barbecue sauce fills the air. You’re hot and sticky and you smell of sunscreen but you still look super cool in your flip flops and sunglasses. You spend the afternoon catching up with friends, getting some sun, and munching on fresh fruit and veggie platters while eagerly anticipating the hot dog or cheeseburger in your immediate future. Is it the most nutritious thing in the world? No. Is it an amazing culinary feat? No. But that hotdog, slightly charred because my dad left it on the BBQ for too long, tucked in a white fluffy bun and smothered in ketchup, mustard and relish throws me back to the summers of my childhood and the many many barbecues that filled them.
Ok, so that was a little intense but can you understand my nostalgia?
The thing is, BBQ’s aren’t even that hard to have. They aren’t complicated at all. Call up your friends, assign them something to bring, break out the sunscreen and you’re good to go.
“So, Tiffany, why don’t you just have one?” you ask?
Well I guess I should…I don’t have a good enough excuse not to.
Ok, i’m doing it!!
But not today. Because today I am going to a minor league baseball game in the 109 degree heat that Sacramento has so kindly graced us with. I will most likely spend the entire summer complaining of this heat, but I know once I’m back in Monterey enduring the gale-force winds and shivering my way through the winter, I will think back fondly to the feeling of my skin soaking in the sunlight and how wonderful it was to spend 3 months being carefree, spontaneous, and TAN.