Our nephew Haven and his wife Alesha hosted the fish fry this year. In years past he cooked the fish but we did it at our house. Our backyard is massive and by 4 p.m. it's shaded by towering pines, sweet gum, and Leiland Cyprus trees.
The house they bought last year has some trees but they provide no shade at that time of day. We knew this but his young son wanted it at their house because he could have a Jump-Jump. That's a blow-up kid-friendly thing that they get on and bounce around.
Jilda made slaw but that's all she had to make this year. When we drove by the blinking bank sign it read 97 degrees. That was at 3 p.m. The heat doesn't reach its peak until about 5:30.
It was toasty, even in the shade, but it was still a lot of fun. The thing about having it at his house is he had to spend weeks cleaning his house, yard, and doing the prep work to the get ready for the crowd.
Today we sat in the shade sipping cold drinks and barking out orders to the cook (Haven) who had three friers going wide open cooking a boatload of fish.
It was a lot of fun and the kids had a blast. The best part was that after we ate and howdy'd up with everyone, we left for home. No fuss no muss.
When heading home, we drove by the bank sign at 6:09 p.m. it read 101 degrees.
The house they bought last year has some trees but they provide no shade at that time of day. We knew this but his young son wanted it at their house because he could have a Jump-Jump. That's a blow-up kid-friendly thing that they get on and bounce around.
Jilda made slaw but that's all she had to make this year. When we drove by the blinking bank sign it read 97 degrees. That was at 3 p.m. The heat doesn't reach its peak until about 5:30.
It was toasty, even in the shade, but it was still a lot of fun. The thing about having it at his house is he had to spend weeks cleaning his house, yard, and doing the prep work to the get ready for the crowd.
Today we sat in the shade sipping cold drinks and barking out orders to the cook (Haven) who had three friers going wide open cooking a boatload of fish.
It was a lot of fun and the kids had a blast. The best part was that after we ate and howdy'd up with everyone, we left for home. No fuss no muss.
When heading home, we drove by the bank sign at 6:09 p.m. it read 101 degrees.
aHHHH, that fry pot brings back memories of a BIL who loved to fish and fry the catch. I hauled the oil he hauled the cooker. In the winter it was twice a week. Sounds like a great time there and I know the fish were good. I know every one loves Jilda and Rick's house.
ReplyDeleteThose temperatures would have me hunkered down inside. Glad you had a great time - and didn't have to prepare (much) or clean up afterwards.
ReplyDelete101! The fish weren't all that fried.
ReplyDeleteIt would be nice if we could spread a little of that heat around. Here we are to be in the 50's today and it's pouring rain.
ReplyDeleteI don't like fish so I would pass
ReplyDeleteA poem for you:
ReplyDeleteThe company was great,
The food was delicious
And we didn't have to
Do the dishes!!