It's my bedtime y'all ---party pooper --I know. The tree frogs aren't singing tonight, nor is the bullfrog croacking across the pond to his sweetie - it's too cool outside, and they are waiting for next week when we will have our warm weather back. If you had come to party at my previous home you would have had to wear your snow skis and Eskimo parkas - Michigan got all the snow and ice that John D. DIDN't and now two of the Great Lakes are frozen over. The natives are grousing and pouty, and I don't dare say how nice the weather is heah. (I'm checking out my Southern drawl) no offense no offense After you folks leave Arkansas, bring your fiddle and let's do that chicken dance - I'll bet Fount is the only one who remembers...and John D. :)) Thanks for all the good food - and don't forget to share your recipes (if you haven't) 10:00 EST Mary