Love, BBQ Style

GRANDMA UPDATE - Grandma is out of the hospital and staying with my mom. She is still weak but doing much better!!!

Now, to the blog...

Move over eHarmony. Step aside Perfect Match. The love doctor is in the house! Ladies, I have discovered the perfect place to meet your future husband. It's not a bar, it's not a singles club, it's not online. Are you ready? Think BBQ.

I took Pam out for lunch the other day to a great barbecue restaurant. The place was fairly busy, but believe it or not, Pam was the only woman there. That's when it hit me, what a great place for ladies to scout for a hubby. Let's face it, real men love meat. There is a primitive part of our brain that lights up when we grab a big beef rib and tear the meat right off the bone with our teeth. aaarrrrgghhh! Plus ladies, there is no pretense in barbecue. You can see us as we really are. We prefer casual clothes. No man dresses up to eat barbecue, we'd just get sauce on our suit. Men don't have to pretend we like multiple silverware options, barbecue is the ultimate finger food. And we only eat salad when we are afraid the rest of the meal won't be enough to fill us up. There is no salad with barbecue, just meat, beans, meat, french fries, and more meat. The only green thing you'll find on that plate is a pickle.

There you have it, my recipe for marital bliss. Just add sauce.