|Isn't he handsome?|
So we made burgers. With grass-fed Washington cows. And biscuit buns. And german mustard.
|This recipe usually makes a dozen buttermilk biscuits. Today it made four buns.|
|No, we did not have people over. Those are all for us.|
|This might be the best burger of my life.|
We ended up eating one and a half burgers each, so Toby will take the last burger to work as his lunch tomorrow. If his coworkers didn't drool over the lamb kebabs he brought in yesterday, they will certainly envy this.
P.S. We're having golden rain again. This has happened a few times, and I think it's magical. One time we had golden hail. The picture does it no justice.