So while Melissa visits Aimee, Mike and Jack this evening in the greater Boiling Springs area, I await my food at a local haunt where one acquires food of the meat persuasion. I should have thought about my choice of location at bit more, because I chose an establishment without a TV. No March Madness to watch. Just me, this beverage, and my iPhone. Literally. The bar is empty. Well, except the bartender that looks like he’d rather be at a bar with a TV.

What I really wanted to tell you about is the fact that we will be headed to the catering facility tomorrow for our food tasting. We start at 3PM, and Dan, our food planner, told us to ‘come hungry’. No problem Dan.

They have a lot for us to try apparently, and more than one person has mentioned this is one of the best parts of the whole process. We will let you know how it goes.

Afterwards, we may drive out to the Airstream and plug it in to get the fridge cold for our maiden voyage starting Saturday. More on that in another post.

I just had some of the butter here. Whoa. Good butter.