If you came to my house on the 4th (and the temperatures weren't triple-digits), I would lay out a simple table for you, just like the one I did a few years ago in the photo above. There'd be a grill going, and sweet iced-tea to fill the jars.
Wherever you are this year, I just wanted to stop in and wish all my peeps a safe and happy 4th of July holiday.
The Man and I will be spending the 4th with my dear parents and are looking forward to Southern cooking at its finest.
My dad hasn't been well in recent weeks—not his ankle this time, but his heart. Your prayers would be a great comfort to me.
Until next time, sweet friends, light a sparkler and celebrate!
May God bless the United States of America.