Well, I spent most of the morning and afternoon moving my woodpile from the side of the house to back behind the shed. There is concrete back there and I'm planning on putting down about 15 yards of concrete all along the side of the house in the spring, so I figured I might as well move it now. I had some pieces that the critters had gotten to and some silver maple and plum that I no longer was using in the smoker. SO, I decided to get the firepit going. Don't know about you guys, but I find it sinful to waste a good fire. Hence, the dutch ovens.
Some bad news, one of the ovens and the lid fell from the counter onto the tile floor. I was expecting to see a busted tile or at least a bad chip. Go figure, the lid was the one that took the hit and cracked. I was pissed that it cracked, but relieved that our tile was spared.
The new pecan pile.
Cracked lid. I'm amazed it didn't split in two.
Beans a boiling.
UDS computer desk.
Beans done, browning the meat.
Now it's time to EAT!