Summer ,Summer, Summer Ti-ime

I know its not TECHNICALLY summer, but lately it has felt like it. I have been to the golf course the last two weekends. AND, I went to a BBQ.

First, we shall talk about golf. I am soooo excited that Fernando has a car and likes to golf. Translation: I get to go golfing. I have spent the last few years here not being able to really go out and golf for a few reasons:
1. I don't own a car - lugging clubs on the train isnt fun.
2. The train really doesn't go to golf courses anyway.
3. I hate asking people for rides
4. Its too expensive to rent a car just to go golfing.
5. None of my friends golf.

Last year, in Utah, I was pretty excited because I was there for two months and got to go several times. This year, I have gotten to see two courses already in NY.

Not sure why exactly I like the sport. I am not really good at it - I usually shoot between 110 and 120. For those of you who don't know = those who Golf well do it under 100. I think maybe its four things: the social aspect, the sunshine and grass, the excercise, and, of course, the Golf Skirt. So there you have it.

The BBQ after golf was the first of the season. We went to Ferando's mom's place and had a really nice layout: london broil, salmon steaks, portobello mushrooms, and lots of other table treats. Don't get me started on the cheese. Ok. Get me started.

Over the years I have developed a taste for cheese. Growing up, we only had the kinds of cheese you put on sandwiches - Swiss, American, Jack, Cheddar, Parmesan (in the shaker for spaghetti!) and who can live without VELVEETA!!! Seriously... where did velveeta come from? My brother and I had countless plates of nachos and little bagel pizza sandwiches after school made with that stuff. Is it real cheese? So back to my cheese story... we never really had many cheese varieties outside of the normal stuff you would find next to the yogurt and sour cream in the dairy section. I'm not really sure why - maybe my parents thought we wouldn't like it.

Over the last ten years after attending several parties, my cheese universe has grown to include all of the wonderful flavors of cheese - goudas, blues, goats, brie, edam, jarlsburg, etc etc etc. So, I think I now have a problem with a slight cheese addictions. But not to fear, I am not alone. I have found several others just like me. You know who you are. You are the ones who go and peruse the aisle for that perfect block of cheese that is going to "make" your evening. And then you go home and scarf down half of it with a bag of those flat Carrs table crackers and half a bottle of wine.

Back to the real story... so the BBQ was fabulous. Wish I still had a grill. Would love to have BBQs again. Miss that.