Ritual Ribs

This is my attempt to break away from the tyranny of my beautiful cats, who almost always give me the best shot of the day. One of them did it again today but instead of a sexy and content little poser, stretching before a nap and staring with dreamy eyes into the lens, here are some flies finishing the ritual snack I like to have on Thursday afternoon: a half rack of BBQ'd ribs from an Amish family who cook them up in the park.

Just started another gem by Erik Larson --my third. He's a terrific writer. Tasty food and a good book on a perfect summer day. O, Life!