Yesterday, we had some neighbors come over for Mrs. Fly's home-made fajitas.  They were pretty good considering we bot pre-made tortillas (both wheat and corn).  I wish I took a photo for the blog, but I was starving and the lack of sugar to my brain caused me to forget.  Or maybe it's just old man senility creeping in.  So just imagine a wooden cutting board full of grilled skirt steak and chicken breast, along with a bowl of grilled peppers and onions, and little containers of Mrs. Fly's chipotle sauce, guacamole and cheese.  You may be wondering, what's up with the chicken breast, DFly?  Yes - normally, we would have grilled chicken thighs, but the guests looked like they may enjoy chicken breast, so we bought some.  Or at least that's what Mrs. Fly told me.  I hope this isn't another ploy by her to sneak in "healthy" stuff like chicken breast into the house - especially after the whole veggie burger incident.  As they say, "once a cheater, always a cheater."  I'm on to you, Mrs. Fly!  We were very relieved they were fellow beef eaters. 

One of the nice things about living in the burbs is that you get to know your neighbors a little better.  I lived most of my life in New York City (Queens and Manhattan) and you could live next to the same people for like 10 years and never never get to know the people whose front door is five feet from yours.  We pretty much know all the families with young elementary school kids in our area.  It wasn't always like that tho.

When we first moved in two years ago, none of the neighbors came by with a "welcome to the neighborhood" pie or even to say hi.  So after a month or two, we just said, "WTF kind of neighborhood did we move in to?"  So we decided to have an outdoor barbecue and invited the neighbors.  Turns out the neighbors were really nice, but when you live in the Northeast (especially with a bunch of former Manhattanites) getting out of the house to get to know the neighbors is not high on the list of priorities.  I guess it's a weird (bad) habit you get into - NYC doesn't have the "unfriendly" reputation for nothing.  One family even said that they had lived in the area for ten years and they had never been over to anyone's house before.  Anyway, since the ice was broken, we all socialize from time to time, and if the have younger kids we see them very regularly.  Sometimes, if you make a little effort to be friendly, it goes a long way.