Mary and I headed up to visit Craig and Cheryl last night, only our second chance to see little Ethan, or “Baby Wheat Thins” as he appears to now be called. I, as usual, was attacked by flying children, but that’s always a good time. It was my turn to provide the dinner so I brought some pork ribs I had marinated for about eight hours in a mix of soy sauce, ginger, garlic, olive oil, lime juice, and sugar. They were a big hit alongside the corn on the cob with curry butter. Definitely something worth trying this summer if any of you are in to that mix of flavours.
On the way home we caught the aftermath of what I’ve been told first hand was a tornado, although it’s not being reported as such. I’m not surprised – we hit three roadblocks on the way back, all fallen trees and power lines, and The Star is reporting parts of Highway 50 will be closed for a few days for clean up. Luckily we had power when we returned, unlike most of Bolton and half our subdivision.
Before I go, I was contacted by the authorities looking for two men wanted for impersonation of others on Zonkboards and appearing at tapings of pitiful television programs. Can anyone help identify these two?