This time of year on Florida is amazing; the first thing I do every morning is open all the windows. We eat as many meals outside as possible.
Living between two lakes means the sky above our house a highway for birds going between the two.
We watch pelicans arrive each year, many bald eagles, robins suddenly descending in our backyard in a flutter of wings, and my favorite, the millions of grackles and their cacophony that punctuates the clear, blue skies.
A Sunday supper of roast chicken and vegetables with a big garlic-y salad on my back porch while listening to Django in the background is my idea of the perfect meal. In fact, if I had to choose a last meal, this would be it.
What is your favorite meal to eat outside?