We had the heat on in the house on Sunday as it was very damp.
…and last night the thoughts of turning on the oven made me want to die. I’m not complaining about the heat, but a little warning might have been nice Mother Nature!
Too hot to cook = BBQ.
Confession: I’m kinda suck at BBQing.
Picture is over-exposed, but I wanted to post it to give you an idea of how the salmon looked before I massacred it.
It was a plank, that I simply cut in two to allow it to fit on the grill.
Roasted peppers, zuchinni boats, and maple glazed salmon.
Despite oiling the grill, I pretty much destroyed the fillet AND the grill in the process.
While I grilled, Black Swan (Samuel) was up to no good.
The little jerk murdered a baby-bird. I think it lived in our pine tree.
What went on under the deck, I’ll never know... but I’m certain it made him live up to his alter-ego; The Black Swan.