I'll tell you what we're doing this weekend, or I am anyway...hiding from the heat.
watching the Olympics (my god there's a lot of swimming).
Learning a new way to make hard cooked/soft boiled eggs.
Dining off beautiful placemats the boss brought from Italy.
Thrilling, I know.
But I did go on a field trip to Fire Island on Friday, which was pretty swell.
You can drink anytime, AT ANY TIME on Fire Island.
So, when I was handed a blue cocktail at 11:35am who was I to argue?
The blue, it was explained to me, is VODKA.
Also, please to note: my hostess is all about the presentation.
Look at that straw.
Note the flowers.
AND she had ice. She's living on a boat and has ice.
There was plenty of great food too - fear not. Burgers and salads and snacks.
But she stole my heart when she baked up some pretzels late in the afternoon.
Got that? BAKED SOME PRETZELS. ON A BOAT.
Fire Island. You really can't beat it. There was a heat index (no, I don't know what that means) of 110 on the mainland but it was in the high 80's on Fire Island so, you know, it felt comfortable. Of course it helps that the ocean is two blocks behind you and you're sitting on the bay.
Here's a waze map for reference.
I drove back at about 7:30. It was well into the 90's.
K agreed it was time to air condition our downstairs and it's made a tremendous difference.