I'm back from the most relaxing week in Florida with my German friends the Kuhlas. We haven't seen each other in far too long and so, when I found out they were visiting Tilmann's law friends in Florida for several weeks, I hopped on a little flight and came down to meet them.
We stayed with Tilmann's friends Jim and Kay and their house was just stunning: right on a large lake with a huge kitchen and a massive screened-in porch (that that, mosquitos!).
I enjoyed a little iced coffee bliss as well. At this point, in my usual way, I turned into the paparazzi and took a bazillion precious pictures of charming Jannis, but Andrea and Tilmann prefer that their son's cute face not be broadcast across the internet, and I understand. Just picture happy grins + shining eyes + blanket acrobatics and that's Jannis!
It was so amazing to see my wonderful Kuhlas.
I suppose at this point I should just publicly share the news that will no doubt fill the interwebs: I met someone in Florida. He was so warm and attentive and I felt completely comfortable around him. Food even tasted better with him. The connection was instant.
His name is Mr. Gas Grill. As soon as I came into Tilmann's friend's house, and wandered onto the screened-in porch, there he was, gleaming with chrome ready to greet me. Oh, we had fun together. There was rosemary-skewered shrimp. There was caramelized sweet grilled pineapple and cake for dessert. He got along quite well with a nice sirloin and some chicken for fajitas and even showed great finesse with corn, asparagus and peppers and onions. I will miss you, dear Mr. Gas Grill. And while I know what we had in Florida can't be replaced, I will search this Carolina land for a smaller version of you. The Beatles said you can't buy me love, but I do believe it's available in blue at Walmart. :)
What a delightful, restful, recharging week. I am so grateful for my friends and to be able to come back to such an embracing community.