in my opinion, it’s not summer until you’ve fired up the grill, had a summer brew and eaten outside…all at the same time.  as of last night, i hereby declare it summer.  now if we could only get the pool ready for swimming. 

definition of summer

mango chicken sausage from trader joe’s con sriracha.  yes, that’s sausage, yes, it’s chicken and yes, i ate it.  dean and i also enjoyed a goose island summertime ale.  i’m not a beer connoisseur by any means, but i liked it a lot.  i am, however, chalking up my enjoying it so much to the fact that since i left chicago, there’s a hole in my heart and this chicago-native beer filled it quite nicely. also, the beautiful chicago skyline on the label melted my heart.