Tuesday was supposed to be beautiful, so I suggested we grill. We haven't had wings in a while so she said she'd pick some up and be home around 5.
5:00 comes and goes, no wife. I call her around a quarter after, she is running late but will be home soon. 5:30, 5:45, 6:00...finally pulls in at 6:15. It's getting dark and cooling off by 6. So I tell her I am not going to grill the wings and she'll have to figure something else out.
She already had. These cook a LOT faster than wings...
Of course she had redeemed herself. Next day was nice too so I got my wings. Loaded with Weber's Kickin' Chicken, some sauced some not. Sauce was good old undoctored Open Pit, which we hadn't had in a long time. Still good stuff.
Served with macaroni salad and corn.