Neither rain, nor sleet, nor...

...shortage of lighter fluid will keep these mutha fudruckers from chowing down on some kabobs. After repeated attempts to get the (accelerant-free) charcoals lit, Julie and I relegated the task to the men, while we speared chicken, beef, and the occasional compliant onion in the safety of the kitchen. The dogs were on clean-up duty; unfortunately for them the floor remained food-free.

Dinner was, as you can see, delicious.