Last Saturday we had a pot luck @ The Lube and Grill to welcome back the Szys and to introduce Dan and Judy who bought the Chadala camp last fall. 

Setting up my kitchen.

The hungry crowd.

I handled corn on the cob and deep fried chicken legs. Who needs Razor and Bitchy Richie?

That's Dan and Judy seated in the back, middle.

Everybody looks happy and no one got food poisoning. That's a great day, I would say.

Monday we went to the Estate for a see ya later dinner for David and Beatriz.

Sir Edwin kept the Szys entertained by telling the story of his and Jose's immigration to Canada. 

We had to scrimp by on cheesy baked potatoes, salad, buns,

rice, beef stir fry, and bacon wrapped chicken thighs.

And pie and ice cream and jello for dessert.

The Szy's doggette, Jersey.

Bess is recovering well from her surgery. She is starting to put weight on her leg.

We had some weather pass thru last evening, but the camera couldn't really pick up the weird, yellowish colour.

 Har, har, har.

I get this all the time.

Chuckles.

Global warming protest.