A brother-in-law and his family appeared at 5:00, from out of state. I was not informed this would happen. I’d recently come back from the store, thinking I’d do a few burgers. Not so much.
“So, did ya’ll make dinner plans?”
“Not really.”
“I see.”
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“Hey are you guys staying for dinner?” It’s now almost 6:00 and I’ve started nothing. Kids/cousins running around having a great time.
“I guess so ... but we ate not long ago, no one is really hungry.”
I went back to the store and got peppers and more ground beef.
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Lit the coals and made Poor Man’s Pepper Stout Beef. Cooked hamburg and tossed in the rest. Stirred occasionally. Did not use the Dutch oven’s kid, so that my smoke wood could affect.
I don’t mind telling you the conceit worked. We ate late, but of course no one was waiting. My boy was tasked with mashed taters and a sort of Shepard’s pie happened.
All good.
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