The Hammer and Stumper

A couple of weeks ago my dad demanded that we spend a Saturday ripping out the entire side patio, leveling it, and then re-laying it all over again. And all because he thought those rustic hills and dales were becoming dangerous. As usual with our home remodeling/landscaping endeavors, this patio isn't perfect—don't look at those lines too closely. It is masterfully mediocre though, and vastly adequate. And it was just waiting to be broken in with an event happening. 

Enter: The 3 Chickens. One mustard barbeque, one honey jalapeño, one bleu cheese stuffed buffalo. All three spatchcocked and brined. Grilling time: 2 hours.

Other benefits of this re-newed, re-leveled patio? It's finally flat enough to support a stump pile. I've been saving that top stump special.

We may not have the appropriate hammer but at least we've got these old timey nails. And the added excitement of tetanus.

This beer garden is really starting to come together. The Boot is already well established, and now The Stump? It's like Das kleine München over here. We're even on Foursquare.

Morning left-overs.

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