The Ogs have been graced with a visit from some ogwife outlaws, the black sheep of the Ogwife family, which means they’s my kind of folks.

the brother-in law and his wife came down from Canada to deal with some immigration issues, (He’s canadian, she’s austrian) and were nice enough to show up on our doorstep. The brother-in-law’s wife is a remarkably well trained cook; the last time we visited them, we were treated to awesome salads and schnitzel that melted in your mouth. here, they visited with us, we took them around sightseeing in Chicago, fed them at the nicest restaurants we could find, and then they cooked dinner for us.

Oh. My. God. I have eaten past the point of popping.

Oh, this was not any kind of “gourmet” fare; this was good old bohemian down-home cooking. Chicken and bananna sauce. Paprikash and Spaetzle. Mmmm, Mmmm good.

I feel loved. If my relatives were more like this I’d visit them more often.