Mr. kenju's First Communion Class. He's the defiant one on the front row with his arms crossed. He hasn't changed much in the past 63 years.
Shopping for groceries today was like slogging through frozen molasses. The store wasn't busy (considering it was Friday) but I just couldn't make myself want to push that cart down more than a few aisles. I suppose I did though, seeing as how the bill was $172 (and I used coupons!) Have you ever heard of a person who got from point A to point B with absolutely no conscious memory of the trip? I wish my grocery shopping could be like that.
Some boneless "country-style pork ribs" called my name today as I passed by the meats. I haven't cooked ribs of any kind in quite a few years, but they were inexpensive and my taste buds started dancing. I followed the recipe on the package (which I hardly ever do) and marinated them in a red wine vinegar concoction for 4-5 hours, and then grilled them for an hour (on the sides of the grill). They were a little dry even though I basted them with some of the marinade, but they were tender and tasty anyway. They were served with some leftover squash casserole and the half-runner green beans I cooked last night. Sliced tomatoes rounded out the meal and it was good. Selah.