Every Saturday is steak night. When we first started his tradition we used to listen to an oldies Saturday night radio program. The kids dubbed it steak and oldies. We’ve been eating steak on Saturday night for over 30 years. Last night was just another Saturday in that sense, but not in any other sense. With a fire glaring on the patio, the mountains in the background, the cool desert air, and our grown daughter with us, it was a special night.
We are appreciating more and more moments like this: A beautiful condo, a beautiful daughter, a beautiful city. We are, indeed, thankful for all we have achieved and can enjoy at this point in our lives. Hard work and planning make for a great retirement.
Steak and oldies has turned into steak with the oldies.