HoagieMC sez: ALL UR BURGERZ IZ BELONG TO ME!
In addition to sea-haggery, beach-lounging, boogie-boarding, Trivial Pursuit-playing and an unholy amount of daytime napping, we Harpies have been spending a lot of our beach vacation nomming.
Last night we had a spectacular backyard barbecue. The sun was warm, the beer was cold, the grill was just right. The menu included:
–Veggie skewers of garden-fresh squash and sweet onions.
–Grilled portobellos and poblano peppers.
–The sweetest local sweet corn ever.
–Hot dogs–both veggie and Hebrew National–with all the fixin’s.
–Potato chips, including regular, salt ‘n’ vinegar and crab flavors.
–Hamburgers with all the fixin’s.
As it turned out, the hamburgers were the hit of the evening, and not only for us Harpies. You see, also vacationing with us is SarahMC’s beagle, Hoagie. We are all completely besotted with Hoagie and he’s been getting loved up like Robert Pattinson at a “Twilight” premiere. Hoagie, however, is besotted with food of all kinds. If there is food being consumed, he will be nearby in the hopes that you’ll share. Last night, as I was flipping burgers off the grill and onto plates, I put my own medium-rare burger onto a bun and set it on the low garden wall near me. I was passing the last burger to SarahMC when I realized I’d miscounted and had made more than we needed. Just as the words, “Oh, we have an extra burger,” came out of my mouth, there was a blur of movement in my peripheral vision and I turned just in time to see Hoagie dive for my burger, which I’d foolishly left within reach. He managed to gulp down about half of it before anyone could react, and then we were all laughing so hard he had time to get most of the other half down too. I settled for the extra burger and Hoagie looked exceedingly pleased with himself.
There have also been some excellent desserts featuring some combination of marshmallows and melted chocolate, including S’mores:
And chocolate fondue:
Also, there was the highly addictive, salty, cheesy, nuclear-meltdown-orange barrel of Cheesy Balls that PhDork’s Dude picked up at the grocery store. They lasted about 24 hours:
Feminists love balls...especially cheesy ones.
The balls, actually, may have been the most popular food item of the entire vacation, but then again, we have 36 hours left…
Be warned that Hoagie also loves pizza.
Beagles are notorious food-snatchers. Mine, too, follows everyone who is eating around in the hopes that a few crumbs (or a burger) will fall. At least it reduces the amount of floor cleaning that you have to do.
Beagle!
Those cheese balls are so sketchy but so good. The are fortified with all sorts of radioactive byproducts that produce that florescent orange hue, probably mutagenic toxins that induce the generation of additional arms, which of course you can then use to grab and scarf MORE CHEESE BALLS.
Hahaha! My friend lives in Alabama and she sent me a picture of the ubiquitous Cheese Balls and it came with a spoon! It was more like a beach shovel, but still. Nomnomnom
I was at the movies the other day and my companion purchased a candy item called Nuclear Worms, which were constituted of no less than five different kinds of acid!!
Also, cute puppy.
That is the BEST dog name I’ve heard in a while.
I can haz Wawa?