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Sunday, May 08, 2005

I did say I'd talk about dinner, didn't I? Barbecued meat! 'Nuff said!

No, not really 'nuff said. Besides the good, red chicken, there were lots of fixin's. "Sorry the potato salad's store bought," they said, but like we'd even say anything between the chicken, these awesome deviled eggs Mrs. DATU_B made, as well as this awesome chip dip.

I almost didn't go because I wasn't sure I was up to it. I even forgot I had a new toy waiting for me, so I'm glad I went. I was a winner all the way around: time with the wife, time with friends, good food, and a nice new legal weapon walking stick!