His juicy hamburgers are accompanied by potato salad that took Larry all day to make. I had watched and waited for the coveted comments that signify success potential. Yes, he said, cubing cooled spuds, the potatoes are perfect. He added celery & onions & vinaigrette dressing & placed it in the frig. At the last minute he added a mayonnaise & sour cream dressing. For dessert he had picked out the perfect ruby red watermelon, flicking several before finding the right pitch, a strategy only a piano tuner would understand.

I brought guacamole as an appetizer in case there was waiting-around time. There was not. Kevin had everything perfectly timed. The table was set with a white cloth, blue willow china, chopped onions, sliced tomatoes, lettuce, ketchup, mustard, pickles & mayonnaise.

On the way home Larry & I discussed the amount of meat in each burger. It was more than a quarter pound, I said, maybe a third. Larry said, No, they must’ve been a half a pound. At home, relaxed we & watched Bridgerton, reminiscing delicious.