a carrot cupcake was a fraction of the awesome
The weekend closed out with a “BBQ extravaganza / authentic Guamanian fiesta” hosted by our new friend Jenny.
Her cousin Joe with a big smile and a wicked talent on ukulele was visiting.
Together they curated a feast of delicious-ness (ribs, steak, marinated cucumber, grilled pineapple, corn on the cob and apple slaw to name a few dishes) paired with seemingly never-ending pitchers of margaritas.
I’m salivating in recollection.
With a house full of well-fed musical folks, Joe coaxed out some sweet singing with his uke and it drifted beyond the dinner table and into the yard.
I think the appropriate word for days like this is blessed.