Summer = new grill burners. Summer = admiring your freshly mowed lawn. Summer = spotting the first group of fireflies in your back yard and remembering childhood. Summer = squealing over the first green tomatoes in the garden. (well, I squealed. Aaron not so much.) Summer = husband’s homemade pineapple and tequila cocktails. Summer = […]
Tequila-Glazed Chicken Thighs
