In the year and a half that Justin and I have lived in our house, we have only gotten to know two of our neighbors. I think this is partly due to the garages being in the back of the houses instead of the front. The only time we really see our neighbors is when they are getting their mail or mowing their yard. The couple across the street are fun and enjoy good food and drink so we invited them over for dinner. Continue reading “steak and chicken dinner with the neighbors”
the speckled spork 