The reason everyone wants to be a potter is that they are a real fine bunch to hang out with. We went for our annual farewell at Ron and Hester Meyer's cottage on the shores of Lake Erie just outside of the lunch bucket city of Buffalo. Once the 7th largest US city it has seen better days. However, if you look underneath there is a charm of yester year there. I like the town a lot!
We were treated to pieaya with mussels, shrimp, chicken and sausage cooked by Rusty the Chef. Here are some pics of the Sugar Shack (where Ron creates all his eye candy), Sheila checking to see if Ron can trim, the Rat's nest( a kiln room that looks as neat as mine), the deck area of potters demolishing Ron's savoured bottle of 90 proof George Dickel Reserve Bourbon, Rusty the Chef's slim pickings were served up. Life is good for those of us that know that life is good. It doesn't get much better than this!!!