Not a weekend goes by that Mrs. Irish and I are up at the cabin that we don't get invited to some friend's cabin for dinner and drinks. This weekend was no exception. Everyone always brings stuff. Last night everyone brought their own steaks and my buddy, Skipper, cooked them on the grill. I got to take a night off from cooking and was fortunate enough to enjoy everyone's company, some nice whiskey, some good food and a nice cigar. God is good and I thank the lord everyday that I am alive...

Sounds like y'all have a nice little "neighborhood" up there. Good company makes the food and drink taste that much better.

We do. Mrs. Irish and I certainly hit the lottery on this little dirt road in the sticks.

Sounds like an exclusive club!