Do the Funky Chicken

There are days that are nice; there are days that are pretty and then there are days that are gorgeous....and today was a gorgeous day.....picture perfect blue sky and heavenly white Cool-Whip clouds floating by....today the sky looked just like a screen saver.....only it was real.....

And today reminded me of this time last year with my long, lost friend.....today was the kind of day we would listen to the kids radio station (WNAS in New Albany), soak up some rays, have in-depth conversations and cook chicken wings on the grill.  I was in awe of his chicken wings; even Col. Sanders would have agreed they were the best.....I would barely wait until they were done.  Sometimes burning my fingers trying to pull them apart....I always liked the little wing part the best (it was crunchy!).  By the time they were actually completed with the hot sauce (Texas Pete), I was so full of wings, celery with ranch dressing and Crystal Lite (flavored with Fleischmann's Gin) that I was the most content woman in the world.....

How was I to know I would fall in love with the wings, the corned beef, the pot roast and everything else he cooked....I miss them.....and in my heart I'm hoping I'll get a chance to taste them again.....