more pictures, sunday night dinner

There was six for dinner, with more (tired, sweaty, hungry) boys coming later for leftovers and beer. Here's what we had...

Burgers, grilled and made to perfection by the boy. The fun surprise? Fresh mozzarella in the middle, warm and lovely. Squash and zucchini cut by me and grilled (and salted and olive oiled and peppered) by the boy. The corn, grilled, was given an extra touch of excitement with chili powder. Two of the three salads served. The first with lettuce, tomatoes, red pepper, green pepper, avocado and cilantro. The bean salad has black beans, olive oil, salt, pepper, red onions, lemon, lime and cilantro. It's one of my favorite childhood summer memories, I look forward to it every year...
My sister, visiting, dined with us, however refused to eat the squash because, you know, she's difficult like that. Oh, and because of bet with the boy she ate that whole burger. I've never been more proud.


The potato salad, made lovingly by me from a Gourmet magazine recipe. Oh, and it includes NO mayo, which is really lovely for a potato salad, instead it's made with red potatoes (duh), balsamic, olive oil, white wine vinegar, salt, pepper, peas and mint.
Oh, and dinner included two of my favorite men, the boy and Mr. Paul Newman himself, in the form of salad dressing at least...


Everyone left full and a little drunk (but not the drivers, promise).
I don't think that there is a better way to spend a Sunday night.