Last time I posted I told you I was getting a Tiki Bar. I still am, but it won't be for another few weeks.
I will spare you all the details, but it seems my contractor has ripped me off. In my condition (I know I have mentioned I have MS since May of 2008) I can't really cook on my beloved Eggs they way I had them set up. So, we had a handyman who was finishing up a previous house project and we contracted with him for the Tiki Bar. We gave him some money for materials, some are here, some are not.
To make a long story painfully short, he was supposed to be back this past week. I called him the other day, he said was on his way. After waiting for 5 hours, he was a no show. After reaching him again, he was 10 minutes away. After a 1/2 hour, he was a no-show. This wasn't the first time this happened. It's about the 5th or 6th.
In the meantime, I wheeled my beloved new small BGE out to the patio, fired it up, grilled some salmon with a glaze I got out of a Eggtoberfest Cookbook. It was delightful.
In the interim, I found two new contractors. These guys are more trustworthy. More money I really didn't intend to spend. I am still pursuing the other character.
But I did get out and Egged again after another hiatus. It felt good. My Eggs missed me. I missed them more.