It’s been hot in Denver. OK, everyone in unison, Johnny Carson style “how hot is it?“.
“It’s hotter than Billy Heck”. I have no idea what that means, it’s just something my mom says. Kind of like that saying my friend Vickie uses, “Drunker than Cooter Brown”.
It’s so hot that Billy Heck doesn’t even want to get drunker than Cooter Brown and drinks iced tea instead. Our poor air conditioner runs practically non-stop to keep the house a decent temperature.
It’s so hot that even I haven’t done much cooking. But it’s a dry heat. Well, so is my oven, so I’ve not turned it on.
So here’s just a few things I’ve tinkered around with in the kitchen over the last week.