Saturday coffee.
The miracle of the Virgin Mary under Chicago’s Kennedy Expressway.
Well, for those who were wondering what I did about our grilling of brats on Thursday for the staff, it worked out well.
To remind you. The four guys in our elementary building (Vince, the custodian, Matthew, Harley and me) do brats every year for the rest of the staff on records/planning day, which is the day before the last day that the kids come to school. No kids present.
For those of you who are not from the Heartland and don’t know the recipe, you cook the brats in beer and onions and then throw them on the grill until they get a slight char. Except our secretary, who likes her brat
Old school.
Mississippi Fred McDowell.
