I love this time of year. It's hot, we wear the minimum of clothes, and we always eat outdoors.
I've had this BBQ for several decades. I believe it is German; a simple cast iron and steel, pot bellied contraption, that always works well. I shall miss it when it eventually falls to bits.
Here it is caressing some Cumin flavoured Lamb ribs and a few Merguez sausages, whilst some distant person was singing 'Why are we waiting'.
Lady M goes to our nearby market every Saturday morning, and this week returned with a big bag of French Beans. I like everything about Beans, topping them (I don't remove the tails), cooking them, and eating them. They were the prefect accompaniment to our mini meat-fest.
Plates are by Auge-Laribe in Biot, Provence. The large oval one is antique, the round ones I had made for us. I think I ordered 10, and they arrived by post; all perfect. That must have been about 30 years ago. We use them for 'special occasions' only, in fact I think we should use them more often. They make a meal more pleasant.