Wednesday ended up being another quite day. I caught up on my writing, and Brenda worked on her jewelry. The radio announced that Wednesday was “Root Canal Appreciation Day” No one was too excited about that. Jerry and Vickie took turns napping in the morning. I did some prep work in the kitchen, planning sliders for lunch and steak for dinner. Once again we had intentions of going to the beach, but just about the time of day when it got warm enough for the beach, the afternoon rains came. So Vickie and I took off for the store to pick up a few things, and books and resting were the pastime of choice at the condo. Once again it poured rain for at least an hour. It was a little dry when we got here, but not now.
While we were sitting on the back deck, we saw a Red Tailed Hawk fly in and land in one of the trees close to the condo. Vickie went out and was able to get numerous pictures of the bird as it posed for her. Then while we were sitting there watching the one bird, its mate flew past with one of our local squirrels in its clutches. I’ll never forget the look on the squirrels face as he flew past dangling from the hawk talons. Sort of like---oh krap, guess I’m going to be on the lunch menu today for the hawk chicks.
One day this week the girls had a girley kind of day and put on long artificial nails and fixed their hair. Now all week Vickie is learning how to do stuff with long nails again. Another cool thing, we discovered an interesting new snack food at the Fresh Market. It is okra that has been deep fried quickly with no batter (like potato chips) in canola oil and then dusted with sea salt. It makes you think it is good for you because it is bright green. Somehow even though it’s fried because the color is green it seems healthy.
Later we decided to avail ourselves of the Club House activity opportunities, however when we got there we found the normally deserted building had been occupied by two other residents and the pool table was taken. The ping-pong table was available but there were only 2 paddles, and the only ball had a dent in it making it flat on one side. Jerry and Brenda tried ping-pong, but the square ball made for some rather strange bounces. Vickie and I attempted to play a game of plain old-fashioned checkers. So once again we headed back to the condo, but now since it was late and the rain had given up, we took Jerry’s Bocce Ball set out onto the 4th fairway, and had several spirited games of Bocce.
As it started to get late, we headed in and started dinner. Jerry and I walked over to the provided outdoor gas grills. These grills just happen to be on the shore of the Turtle/Alligator pond. What could possibly go wrong with the combination of impending darkness, alcohol, raw meat, and alligators. Well we survived and it was interesting watching the critters watch us cook. One particularly aggressive turtle chased me around I guess thinking I was going to feed him. We assumed that quite often these denizens get the odd piece of meat from the grillers. Even though the sign warns it is a $1000 fine to feed or molest the alligators, turtles are not specifically mentioned. At one point I counted 14 turtles and an alligator watching us cook.
We had a lovely meal of rib eye steak fixed to our special traveling recipe. When we travel I always carry my Rachel Wray Santoku knife and Lawry’s Garlic Salt Coarse Ground With Parsley. We buy a small bottle of olive oil, and Jerry usually brings gallon storage bags. We rub the steaks well with the oil, some pepper, and Lawry’s. Then put them in the refrigerator for at least a day, sometimes two or three. (we have used this recipe in numerous countries and states) We paired the steak up with some great corn nuked in the husk (Vickie’s special recipe) salad, and some very nice Shiraz Jerry scored at the Piggy Wiggly. For desert we had a great meringue topped key lime pie from the Fresh Market. Would have been a $150 dinner for four here in Hilton Head, but we eliminated the middleman and did it for about $40.
Once again we had a great evening playing many spirited games of dominoes until it was time for bed. Another very relaxing great day was in the books.
More later,
Wes
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