Suppose your inner Martha is considering hosting a cookout this coming weekend. You’re feeling pretty good; your patio pots are planted colorfully and the lawn is greening up. The guest list is coming together in your head and it’s growing by the minute because you’re a sweetheart of a gal and it pains you deeply to leave anyone out. The forecast looks amazing. A perfect party playlist is synced up in your head, it just needs to make its way to your portable electronic device. But even though you are channeling Martha, the menu has you stumped.
Posted on May 22nd, 2012 by Leah Damron