Drat. Sometimes they just don't work out the way we'd hoped. This morning looked sunny and bright, so I thought, Yippee, burgers on the barbie! I even bought two ears of corn for the occasion.
But then. just a little while ago, it started raining -- and not just a fuzzy drizzle, this looks like the real thing.
That was enough to make me turn on the oven and slice up some potatoes for baked fries. Only right after I popped them in there, I remembered the corn!
The Dear Man is such a trouper, he made the burgers outside anyway, claiming they don't taste the same otherwise. He also cooked up one of the eggplants from the garden, so instead of sliced cheese topping our burgers, we've got sliced eggplant. Not as weird as some toppings -- in Australia, the traditional add-on's a fried egg.
Oh well, tomorrow night it'll be corn and somethin'...
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