I had a funeral to attend today about 3 hours north of here for a firefighter killed in an explosion. I wasn't sure if I would make it back for the beginning of the snowshoe, but was confident that we could still make if before it ended at 9 pm. Even though I was home from the funeral during daylight hours, it was 4 degrees out, way too cold to risk taking the kids outside for an extended period of time. The kids agreed they were not interested and will try for the next candlelight event in February.
I have been wanting to grill out some of our wonderful steaks from the quarter of beef we bought this fall, and Chad is always willing to brave the cold to do some extreme grilling. So grilling he did, in 0 degree weather. Here are some pictures of him grilling and the final product. Oh, and by the way, even though he is tall, he is not a giant. The grill is buried in about a foot of snow on the deck.
The finished product, steak and potatoes with mushrooms and homemade horseradish sauce. And my meal was complete with a New Belgium Fat Tire. Yum!Now for a warm night at home, safe inside, and maybe Chad will start the fireplace as well.
