The smell of hamburger...

Last night my brother, Matthew, came over and we took the kids to see Wall-E (the movie about the robot who falls in love with another robot) and I made taco salad for dinner. It's funny, the things you remember about someone at the oddest of times, but while I was cooking the hamburger meat for the salad, my thoughts drifted towards Gary and how he LOVED the smell of cooking hamburger. He is a 'meat and potatoes' kind of guy and I always laughed at him when he'd get all excited over the smell of hamburger. So, I smiled and decided I would taste the plain, cooked hamburger meat and savor the flavor in honor of him. It's amazing the mundane things that make you remember something about a person and how it reminds you of how much you love that person. So, Gary, if you read this, remember I love you most.