Triple S Andouille brats, Bobek's Polish sausage, and Bobek's franks for the grill (along with some portabellos, red bells, and ears of corn), potato salad (the mayo kind with hb eggs, sweet relish, red onion, celery and a splash of cider vinegar), spicy fridge pickles, pico de gallo (tomatoes, Vidalia onion, jalapeños, cilantro, lime) and chips, washed down with mojitos and Chinotto and limeade. For dessert, peach cobbler (dough on the bottom this time) and whipped cream.
I have some fresh tarragon and might fix up a few chicken breasts for a cold chicken salad if I'm feeling industrious later this morning.
Happy Fourth!
“Assuredly it is a great accomplishment to be a novelist, but it is no mediocre glory to be a cook.” -- Alexandre Dumas
"I give you Chicago. It is no London and Harvard. It is not Paris and buttermilk. It is American in every chitling and sparerib. It is alive from tail to snout." -- H.L. Mencken