Mere days before Mike and I departed on our vacation we had this delectable meal.
Any barbecue lover will appreciate the efforts of such a dish. Mike marinated steak and pork ribs for a few hours before braving our Edmonton, Alberta winter.
Yes, he stood outside and barbecued in -25 to -30 degrees celsius!
The marinade of course was a secret because all great marinade recipes are…at least that’s what I’m told. However, he did let me know the purple beets and golden potatoes were roasted off in the barbecue. He even made the effort to put together some homemade garlic butter for the bread. As you can see everything on the plate has that delicious char promising every bite will be barbecued bliss. I do enjoy an alliteration here or there 🙂
I’m not positive on how many people from Alberta read my blog but I feel today is the perfect time to put out a little warning mixed in with some opinion and life experience.
We are in the month of November and it’s snowing here. What? Wait! That white stuff falling from the sky? Yes, snow is all so pretty and pristine to look at, play in and stroll through. However, driving in a blizzard is not so much fun. Today is one of my little brothers’ birthday and it also happened to be the first day that winter took a big ol’ dump on a highway called the QE2. I woke up determined to make it to my little bro’s birthday party despite the snow. I ignored the gut feeling I had because I figured I have driven through worse being a country kid and all. Wrong. The small town highways I used to drive on did not have a multitude of heavy freight trucks, charter buses and a huge number of vehicles driving alongside me. And yet, I still thought I would be fine. Okay not completely wrong but I got scared straight pretty quickly. I’m fine, obviously because I’m writing this blog.
During my stubborn travels today I came upon an 8-car pile-up which according to the news was initially 16 vehicles and a short while after that I encountered a 5-car collision which later on the news reported as 12 vehicles. I wrote off the first one but as soon as I saw the second crash I knew it was a sign that I should go home. Sorry little bro. Needless to say I was pretty freaked out and just wanted to go home. I managed to persuade a police officer to let me through an overpass and head back the way I came. Apparently, there was a fatality amongst all the crashes today.
This here is my story of why you should stay off the roads during snowfalls like this. Nothing is worth risking your life. My brother understood and my parents, grandparents and boyfriend all were happy I made the smart choice to go home. If you think where you’re going can’t wait, it can. Whether it be a birthday, funeral or work trip the people waiting for you will understand being alive at the end of the day matters more. Stay safe everyone.