Independence Day started off w/ quite the thunder and lightning show. I lay in bed and watched lightning strikes out my window. I had NPR on the radio and they had a weather expert talking about the 30-30 rule of thunderstorm safety. Hadn't heard of it before but it made sense. At sunrise there was a curl of smoke to the south of the village where lightning had started a barn on fire and my Internet was out. People usually eat something special for holidays. I made a puffed oven pancake for breakfast and a hobo dinner for lunch. The puffed pancake was because I haven't made one in awhile and Brother Brent said he had a craving for a hobo dinner so figured I would work on the recipe. I've made them before over Ragnarök but I felt their only appeal was you cooked them outside and ate them w/ a side of fire ash. I gleaned ideas from a Google search and bought the fixin's earlier this week. Pretty much how I've made them before except I tossed the veggies in olive oil, used lean but not super lean hamburger, and added a dollop of concentrated golden mushroom soup on top before closing up the foil. The TV ran a banner periodically warning of a heat advisory for my county. I decided to cook it in the oven rather than sweat outside over a campfire. The hobo dinner was actually quite good. Good enough I'd even make it for guests. Wrote down the recipe in my book tonight. Then Whip and I went out on the deck to watch fireworks go off along the ridge.
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