>”Why did you move from the Bay Area?” The answer is simple. I wanted to be closer to family. While I still love The City, I love my family more. No, we’re not perfect, but we seem to get along pretty well.
In fact, every Sunday night we have dinner together. Luckily, I never get asked to host. Mostly because my house is small. My sister takes on that task and does it well. It also helps that my brother in law is a really good cook. I have yet to taste one of his dishes and go, “What the hell am I eating?” Usually it’s more like, “Holy crap that’s good.”
This summer, we added a new tradition to our routine. S’mores! My brother in law fires up the fire pit and out come the metal sticks.
My nephew tends to burn his right up, while I go for the slow roast. Although I like to singe it just before the graham cracker sandwich is made.
By the way, I don’t recommend the GIANT marshmallows. It’s way too much. The roasted marshmallow overtakes the whole s’more.
I do recommend the dark chocolate Hershey bar though. Very yummy!