Smashed 'em, But Wasn't Baked. Last Night Was a Tequila Fest on Mt. Pleasant with Colleagues and Friends. Badminton, Too

Because it was sunny. Because it was going to be 90 degrees. Because several of us have been meaning to get together. And Because I needed a distraction from the computer for 24-hours, I hosted a BBQ. The hit of the day? The fact that I didn't have ingredients for potato salad, so tried smashed baked potatoes, instead. 

So simple. Boil for 15. Cookie tray. Smash them. Decorate with seasoning. Bake for 25. Every bite was a potato punch. Crispy edges, with powerful flavor in the middle. I'm definitely doing them again. I used tomato pesto, thyme, dill, and olive oil. Perfection.

Murphy's law states that you'll always run out of gas on the grill when hosting several people, and that was true, indeed. Thanks to Chitunga for coming to the rescue as usual, as I sent him off to the store for another tank (and Dave to his house for another bottle of tequila - the Mt. Pleasants were extra-delicious, I believe, because of the hot temperatures. We all needed refreshment.

I imagine Karalynn will sleep all day as she never got a chance to stop playing and running around yesterday. She's in with Chitunga, as I don't exist when he pulls in the driveway and spends time home.

Today marks another perfect day, and I believe I get Jake for the day - it's a bridal shower for Stephanie, on Pam's side of the family. She doesn't want to leave him in her condo all day. I can't blame her.

The best news? My fridge is stocked with food for another day! I think I should call Leo and let him know the vegetable binge is on. He and Bev are having their kitchen renovated and he's without his normal eating routines. I imagine Bev will be going to the shower. 

Okay. Time for another cup of coffee. 

I need to read today, too.