Midweek at Tommy's Lake "Cottage"

The shoreline of Lake Michigan in Long Beach, Indiana, right in front of Tommy's house. The water was so warm I almost put on a bathing suit. As a public service, I demurred.

Just whipping up a bit of pesto for our pasta. Tommy is a gourmet cook with real CIA training, that is the Cooking Institute of America, not the other one. I am not about to start outing spies on the blog, so you can just forget it.

We ate like very healthy little piglets. The salad included pears, avocados, fresh ripe garden tomatoes, red onions and gobs of yummy cheese. O and some lettuce.

The chicken was included to disguise the fact that this was not nearly a diet meal. It was HEAVENLY. Oy!

We ate on the sideporch and had just a sip of wine with out dinner, AS IF!

Look hard and you can see Frieda walking to Michigan. It is very close.

As the sun sets in the west, we got down to some serious screaming, aided by liquid refreshments. We found we only have one volume, at the top of our lungs. However the sound of the water hitting the shoreline drowned us out. I am not showing pictures of the caramel crunch ice cream with fudge sauce and whipped cream that we stuffed down our gullets.

Such things are not to be discussed in polite company.

Luckily I brought my Expando-Matics shorts.

Stay tuned for another episode tomorrow. Hint: Major Quilting Content.

Preview: Tommy's studio