Again with the working from home. I took off a little early because today is my birthday. Suna and I are both 50 now. And I couldn’t think of a better way to celebrate that to work in the yard. The Prince pulled down a bunch of old, dead vines from the front of the house while I removed a sickly sage.
We sat around on the back porch while dinner cooked. After the sun got low, it turned a little chilly. So Beccano and I started a fire in the BBQ. It turns out the potbellied pit makes a pretty good fire pit. Just a few logs got hot enough to take the chill out of the air.
I cooked dinner tonight, and—as usual—the beef turned out tough but tasty. Tonight’s was not as tough as some I’ve cooked. I don’t know why it always turned out that way. I cooked it at a fairly low temperature in the oven for about an hour. Then I put it on the grill for a few minutes to absorb some of the oak smoke.