Happy Fourth of July Weekend to all my American peeps!
Fun Fact: This is the first time since I was under the age of four that I have been in the US for Independence Day. Yeah yeah, I know the fourth is tomorrow and not today, but tomorrow is also the day in which Saks Fifth Avenue and Bloomingdales will be having a gargantuan 75% off sale so you know where I’ll be celebrating the American emancipation from Britain!
Therefore, today my family and I tried real hard at living up to the oaths that gave us American passports (except for Nora and I since we were born here) and did the stereotypical thang and had a huge feasty BBQ!
Keep in mind, we’re still pretty foreign so there was definitely a Middle Eastern tint to it all (but hey food ain’t nice without some spice!)
Whipped up a favourite dip
to go with…
There was also MORE delightful variations of meat in the forms of:
And the necessary BBQ flossing-inducers:
And now I have enough leftovers to feed me until the demise of my solid food ingestion. Yes, my friends, sadly my wise lady chompers are coming out this week- I have been procrastinating the procedure for ages and now the time has come in which I will live a week drugged in bed with a bowl of mashed cauliflower (or whatever it is health-nuts who get their wisdom teeth out eat)
Alright, home-skillets, gotta go convince one of my parents that going out for fro-yo on this 100 degree day is the finest of fine ideas!
What do you do on the Fourth of July?
Favourite BBQ Grub? DO TELL!
And yes, I know it’s ironic that I am still spelling stuff the British way despite celebrating an American holiday. In my defence (hah! Just spelled that the British way too!) I learned my impeccable spelling skills in a rural British village at the age of four. Can’t teach an old dog new tricks- ya know what I’m sayin?