I am grateful for a weenie roast we had outside, made possible by the cheesy propane fireplace we bought a few years ago when we were camping and there was a ban on wood burning. It isn’t as good as a real fire, but it’s easy to start and stop, it’s great for cooking, and it’s not actually legal to have an open wood fire in this neck of the woods anyway. Even if it were, I don’t think I would; the weather has been so dry it feels like the whole dang island is about to burst into flame.
But I digress. Weenie roasts outside on a weeknight are something to be grateful for, so I am.