Spring officially begins in 2 days, but we couldn't wait any longer. Today we broke out the Weber grill to cook our dinner. Trevor invited Christie, Jon, and me to his apartment for hamburgers and fries. We brought chicken, potato salad, asparagus, and guacamole. We brought too much food, which is what normally happens. And what's worse is that grilled food usually doesn't keep too well in the fridge.
Trevor's neighbors gave us some funny looks as they walked by in their parkas and scarves. Our hands were cold on the beer bottles, but we just moved our chairs closer to the grill for warmth. Jon and Christie argued over who got to sit in the way of the smoke - both of them wanted it.
I can't decide what was my favorite quotation of the night. The contenders are the following.
1. Jon: "The last time I was home, my dad made me watch The Devil Wears Prada. He really likes the fashion industry."
Or
2. Christie, as we sit around the grill: "Well, it looks like most of the snow in your front lawn is melted."
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