For Memorial Day weekend, we went to Lake Roosevelt for a night. The campsite was a bit of a burly hike around a small headland to another section of the bay, made more difficult by the low level of the lake. Every walk along the "beach" involved one foot being about 1.5 feet higher than the other! No matter. Once we got there, we relaxed with a beer, patched up my toe, which was cut on some rocks, and then I went on the boat while Neal stayed behind with a few people and all the dogs. We had 14 people and 11 dogs there!
On the boat, we had some more beer (natch). I tried wakeboarding. I am really, wildly bad at it! Everyone kept saying I was doing okay for a first timer, but still. Damn. Apparently I almost got all the way up once, but mostly I remember falling in the water. A lot. Oh, and the feeling on Monday and Tuesday that my arms had been ripped from their sockets.
I totally want to try again.
Last night, Neal made a pasta salad. It rocked. I have no idea what went into it, really. At least not the dressing. I know parts of the ingredients, specifically the ones I had to strong-arm Neal into (black olives, red onions instead of yellow, which would taste too strong), and the ones that he talked me out of (peas, corn). It was seriously good. I had two bowls last night and just now had two more while enjoying a nice little Tempranillo that John from Vino! was kind enough to bring over for me to try. What a pleasant evening! Though I envy the folks that one customer from today is having over - they will be treated to a tasting of four blue cheeses: Gorgonzola Dolce, Farmstead Blue, Rossini Erborinato, and Cabrales!
Oh, and I ate a bunch of cherries for breakfast. It's not the season here quite yet (can't wait for August!), but they're mad cheap at the Safeway on 29th.
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