1. Back to Breakfast Town this morning. Stu, Lars, Joni and I met for breakfast at Nosworthy's Hall of Fame in Coeur d'Alene. It had been a long time since I had a chicken fried steak with sausage gravy and hash browns and sourdough toast accompanied by a couple of orange beers and coffee so I indulged in this tasty combination and it was almost as good as spending time with three lifelong friends and shooting the breeze for about an hour and a half.
2. Back home, I pitched in to help get Mom's house and yard presentable for dinner with Dick and Renae, Carol, Paul, and Cosette, and Christy and Everett by pulling weeds over by the garage on the front of Mom's property, hosing down the deck so there weren't cat paw prints, watering different pots of plants, and vacuuming the front and back porch.
3. Christy was the brains and talent that brought our dinner party into being. She put together a generous antipasto platter, mixed a great bourbon lemon cocktail that is a delicious cousin of an Old Fashioned, and made a most tasty and tomatoey no-cook pasta dish accompanied by foccacia. We gathered on Mom's deck (no cat paw prints) and the stories and laughter flew -- a great party.