Dashboard Picnic

When we got to the lake last Monday, and it was still raining, we improvised and had our picnic in the truck. Scott put together a ridiculously good cooler of stuff. There was a sandwich the size of a manhole cover on focaccia bread, with four cheeses (fontina, parmesan, jalepeno meunster, romano) and grilled veggies, hummus, flaxseed crackers, apple-smoked provolone (we do like our cheeses) and a tray of cherries, blueberries, blackberries and strawberries.

By the time we were done with the feast, and ready to blow chunks into the forest if we ate even one more crumb of bread, the rain had stopped and that's when we got out and met our posse of chipmunks. In retrospect, it was probably a good thing we spread our bounty onto the dashboard instead of a picnic table. There would have been no saving ourselves AND our food when the munks crossed over from "cute scene" to "Hitchcock scene." Everybody's cute until they start to murder you.