On the 30th, Peta and I continued our program of serious leisure. She whipped up Welsh Rarebit (or Rabbit) for lunch, but the twist was that she has spread a horseradish mayo combo and a layer of tomatoes under the melted cheese, which she poked with a fork and drizzled Worchestershire sauce into the resulting holes.
Mom and Dad's 85-year-old neighbor, Helmut, introduced himself. Jim spoke a little German and he invited us over for cocktails. It was early, but it was vacation! He spoke of being moved to the eastern front and being captured by the Russians and taken to a camp in Siberia. Not many German troops came out of there in the late 40s. Then he moved to the US knowing no English. Due to these hardships, I had a certain respect for his resiliance. As the Beck's went down though, Helmut began to rail against the "liars" and those who argued with him on what they had "heard". I began to see him 70 years ago doing calesthenics at a Hilter Youth Camp.
And then he said he WAS a Hilter Youth and loved the camps. It got weirder from there and I should write more but I don't have the time right now.
We took our leave and swam for a bit. We knew that we had a pork loin roast brining in salt and sugar water and that dinner would be tasty. We couldn't pass up the deal that we got at Publix. So cheap! We roasted the Brined Pork Loin Roast Rubbed in Spices on the barbie and it was fantastic. MORE HERE?
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