BHS- Where you want to go, if you love to write!
I’m sitting at the dinner table eating this amazing dinner. The wonderful smells and pleasant atmosphere have inspired me to write this blog. My whole family, including two of my good friends, are seated around me. My dad, using his newest obsession, the barbecue, had spent a good hour grilling our meal. The result of his hard work is this gorgeous platter of meat placed before my eyes. Finally, everyone has arrived home and they are getting peckish. Not being too hungry myself, I didn’t really mind eating so late. My friends were another story, they’d had nagged me for food all night. After many pillow fights and wrestling matches, they were very eager to eat. We dig in and the supper is fantastic. Everyone is passing the food around the table, feasting on whatever pleases their eyes. The meat is gone before anyone could even think about having a second helping. As always, the vegetables are the last to go. My grandparents just arrived at my house. My grandfather went over to my sister at the far end of the table to wait for my parents to finish cooking his meal. I’m pretty sure he and my sister have gotten into an argument about who’s smarter or something like that. Sadly, the dinner has come to an end. We all get up to rinse our plates and stack them in the already overflowing dishwasher. My friends and I are now off to take a walk to the park up the road. We shouldn't be there long because it’s getting late anyways and my street is frightening at night. I’d better be off!