Weenie Roast

We live on a short, dead-end street with just a few houses. Every so often, the neighbors get together for a meal. A recent cool spring evening was the perfect backdrop for a weenie roast. We kept it simple. Everyone roasted their own quarter pound dogs over the open fire. We provided the chips, lemonade and gut-buster fixins (mustard, catsup, onions, pickle relish, chili and slaw); one neighbor brought brownies. We sat on a bale of straw and used sticks cut from live trees as skewers. Scott had to show one neighbor how to do it ... hard to believe she had never done it before!

We sat on the patio until after dark, sharing stories and getting to know each other better. The world slowed down for the evening and it felt like we recaptured a piece of an era gone by.