They have the perfect wiener roast pit and we didn't even need to turn over a stump to sit on. Luxury pretend camping. Richard and Dorothy are amazing hosts . .thus the B&B. They have the gift of hospitality and share it so willingly with all their friends.
Monica and Hilda carefully roasted their marshmallows for the dessert smores. This was one of our first really warm evenings and we sat outside until it got dark.
After years of real camping Terry has discovered that if you put your graham wafer on some little sticks near the fire, and then set your chocolate on top of the graham wafer, it begins to gently melt. Some careful slow roasting of the marshmallow makes for a perfect smore. I didn't show you the picture of me eating mine. I needed to stay on the grass so as not to ooze chocolate and marshmallow all over the brick. No sense in walking around with sticky marshmallow on our shoes the rest of the evening.
The beauty of being the author of a blog, is the choice of pictures that goes up. I'm not showing you the shots Terry took from his vantage point when I was roasting my marshmallow. Boys.
So, that is what we have done so far on our weekend. Today, of course, I'll clean the house, the sheets are in the wash and I'll make a rhubarb platz later . .(recipe . .Sunday Feb 4, on my sidebar).
Have a wonderful weekend my friends, we'll see you on Monday. Next week I plan to show you what my friend Kathy had tucked away for me for the last 26 years . .
Thank you for your kind compliments on my new template . .my brother Gerry did that for me . . .what a sweetie.