#86- A lunch in the life of Cogs

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One of the luxuries of my current job is my commute- or lack thereof.  I live insanely close to my place of employment.  I can literally leave my house at 7:58 to be at work at 8:00am.  

Living so close affords me the luxury of spending an entire lunch hour at home each day.  Some days I watch my soap, others I read a magazine.  I always eat.  But yesterday:

I grilled out over my lunch hour.  

The dogs sizzling:

Proof that we live in Chicago:

The product:  

It was so fun!  We just got a new grill and have already used it several times.  I associate grilling out with fun, friends and family- it has a social aspect to it in my mind, so it just seemed fun to be doing it on a break from work.  Then 1:00pm struck and I had to report back to the clink.  

Fun factor: 10

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4 Comments Add yours

  1. She-Doggs says:

    Wow, this is really some spread! Is this what they teach in those “fine dining” courses Nick takes?

  2. little kj says:

    It’s the green twisty straw that does it for me … which one of you was drinking out of that gem?

  3. Frank says:

    Nice looking grill, nice looking grub! You are really doing a nice job with the attached pictures. I only have two questions : how did you get regular lemonade and pink lemonade out of one pitcher, and how long did it take to put the grill together?

  4. Loyster says:

    Frank mastered the art of putting together a grill that I received for my wedding. I believe it took him my entire honeymoon week. Still going strong to this day! Well done Frankie. Now if you could just bring over some steaks and a green twisty straw….that would be great.

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