We are attempting to have the traditional Southern California Brown Family Christmas Eve dinner tonight. Here are my futile attempts to thaw out the knobs on the grill so we can make the hamburgers.
Perhaps this is a tradition that will have to be modified. At least we can have the traditional banana splits--no shortage of cold places for ice cream around here.
Evidence of cold over the past week:
Poor Miriam can't even sit up once we put all the layers of snow gear on her:
An 'oh-so-typical' shot--Asher being silly, stuff on the floor, and everyone watching:
