Pizza Night on the Farm

Just returned from a very nice evenings with friends. We drove to Stockholm, WI to have "Pizza on the Farm". What's the big deal you say. The answer my dear friends is "atmosphere". This place is probably only known because of word of mouth. No, I think there may have been something in a paper somewhere about it. But really, you take some county roads that wander up above Stockholm, they turn to gravel and then to the farm. What is unique about the place is that they cook the pizzas in these 3, I think there were, brick ovens. You get there early and claim a spot to set up your place to eat. You put down a blanket or table, chairs, whatever you feel like. You bring all your own drinks, utensils, whatever you want for the meal. Then you order your pizzas. Depending on the crowd you wait anywhere from 30" or more. Get the food and then eat with your friends, drink your beverage and enjoy the out of doors. Today the terrible heat had dissipated and there were no mosquitoes. Friend Dave had ordered so I never really saw what the options were. The pizzas were great. One had lots of veggies on it, spinach, peppers, onions and beets. There were some other veggies on it too I think. Boy oh boy were they good. All of them...good. Oh, did I mention how good everything was??!! I can tell you though they are not cheap. 20+/ pizza but worth  it I would say.  This place is only open on Tues. from 4:30 - 8. And they do it every Tues. year round. We talked about doing it in the winter. Wouldn't that be interesting?
Baby Prince returned from the Boundary Waters after having gone with the youth from the church. He was a chaperone. From how he talked and talked, he had a great time. Caught lots of fish, had some nice young men in his group. I asked him what his favorite times were and he went on to say, "Skipping rocks. I could skip rocks for a long time. I skipped rocks every night that I could. I just love skipping rocks." I can tell you that he learned from the best, me that is. I too love skipping rocks.Whenever we camped we found rocks to skip and he always tried and eventually did beat me for the number of skips. So much fun. It takes time to be a good rock skipper, that I can tell you!! The other favorite part was the fishing, catching so many and just having that thrill. He told a story of a HUGE one that got away....or so he claims. I love listening to him talk about his adventures. He got home on Sat, so Ms AJ of course beat feet out here to see him. We had a nice meal, good wine and good conversation.
Thank goodness the heat has let up because Ms K and I are going to cut some trees for some friends tomorrow. It shouldn't take too long. We're planning to get an early start. So for this week I'm living up to being a Lady in the Woods. Always love starting the chainsaw. Love the smell of cut wood. Gotta stop and just take a deep breath. Crazy I know.
Other goings on. I'm getting some produce from my garden but not like it should. In particular I have thick, thick, bushy, string beans, but have only harvested a small portion. I'm starting to think it's related to honey bees and their demise. I don't know, but things aren't producing like they should. Lots of blossoms but no fruit. Same story for the cucumbers. My grass on the other hand keeps on going. Need to mow again.
Tonight is one of those nights where I could probably go on and on but I'd better wrap it up. Let this pizza and beer wear off. BP called just to say hey. I love it when he does that. Well, I'm off to the couch to watch the Twins get beat and then to the bed. Sweet dreams all....WL