Grilling Season

Last night we considered grilling on the back porch. Instead we decided to go out to eat at an old favorite nearby haunt, Virgillio’s. Hey, it ain’t In-N-Out, but it’ll have to do. On the way there we passed any number of fire trucks coming in to the hood. We commented that the air smelled a bit like another favorite local place, Brad’s Pit BBQ.

After a lovely dinner – I recommend the linguine and clams paired with a glass of their finest Merlot – we headed home, only to be greeted by a big smoke plume and about a million flashing lights a little further down in the park. The tale was told by West Metro Fire Department and 9News, here. The drone footage is actually pretty remarkable.

A faulty propane connection. An evening intended to be spent grilling on the back porch. And poof: Another multi-million-dollar home bites the dust. Sure glad it’s not been as dry here as in some other parts of the west this year. It’s grilling season, and even though it’s been a pretty wet one so far here in our little corner of the world, it bears repeating: Let’s all be careful out there.

 

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