Bottle of Chianti, Grilled some Porterhouse steaks that I hit with a dash of Montreal Rub.
As I stood outside at the Grill, barefoot, with Big Head Todd playing on the porch speakers and the sky a reddish tint as the sun set, I said, yup, its a good night.
Great dinner and now I am running around getting stuff ready for a PCA AX in the morning.
Car is packed four 10" wide slicks in the back of my RX7 with a floor jack underneath somewhere. Salute! Fellas!
