We had friends over and BBQ'd in the snowy backyard new years Eve.
As I was cooking the Steaks in the snow the smell took me back to Grammy & Grandpa's back deck with Grandpa BBQing for all of us. It made me miss Grandpa and remember how much he loved me. There is nothing quite like Grandpa's smile as he held out his finger covered with "lick me" meat juice. As a side note...my steaks didn't hold a candle to Grandpa's cooking!
Love you Grandpa!
As I was cooking the Steaks in the snow the smell took me back to Grammy & Grandpa's back deck with Grandpa BBQing for all of us. It made me miss Grandpa and remember how much he loved me. There is nothing quite like Grandpa's smile as he held out his finger covered with "lick me" meat juice. As a side note...my steaks didn't hold a candle to Grandpa's cooking!
Love you Grandpa!
I miss it too. The combination of the smell of the meat and the great tahoe air was irreplaceable.
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