Memorial Day feast. I didn’t take this photo, because I’m sitting to the right of the frame, with the same stuff in a plate on my lap. Man, it was good.

So, culturally speaking, it’s summer now. Worst season of the year! Take heart: only 96 more days until Labor Day — or as we Louisiana people say, only three-quarters of the way until you can stand to be outside again. Well, not all of us say that. I say that. And I mean it! If you need me this season, I’ll be hibernating inside. Please bring me my barbecued pork chops and deviled eggs in my armchair.