Chris finally tackled ribs on the grill for the first time on. We had a pack of hot dogs as back up, just in case. No need, he did an awesome job!
In preparation for bbq ribs, it seemed a good idea to pin back Nathan's bangs. His wispy ends were reaching past his nose.
"En garde!"
Ribs! My top pick of things to be stranded on a deserted island with and also responsible for the demise of my vegetarianism! (is that even a word? Spell check says it is :-)
As with lots of things lately, add this to the list of things that Xander used to love, but now will just poke and give funny looks at. But he is good about eating a little and at least giving it a try. Verdict? The ribs are too chewy crusty and the beans? In his words, "baked beans are not my favorite." How diplomatic, especially since his grandma brought the beans. For the record, Xander has never liked any type of beans, even when he would eat everything else put in front of him.
Some days Nathan eats air, some days he is adventurous and surprises us with what he will scarf down. He did pretty good tonight. I had a photo on here with him gnawing on a rib bone but for some reason it got deleted.
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